Okay. My lesson for today: Do not drink, it only makes me more aware of my faults. Man, the buzz is supposed to be the best part, but right now, I only know of the things I hate about myself.
My communication skills have been out the window for this past month. I figured that drinking hard liquor couldn't make it any worse. It hasn't really, except for the fact that I am really disappointed in myself for being so poor in the communication dept. along with the realization that I might be kind of a drag.
I went out with a friend, who is one of those chicks that likes to be "taken care of," or according to her rationalization is "used to being taken care of." Well, our plan A fell through and we were at a loss on where to go and what to do. I had no plan B, so we had to wing it. Our plan B ended up being a folksy pub on the Upper West Side where we watched hockey and talked to an older Canadian couple touring through the U.S. They were nice.
I think I was the only one focused on the Ranger game (they lost in the shootout, btw). I felt like I had to catch my friend up on what was happening because she was always off doing something or other. (she's a hockey fan too, specific to the Rangers though.)
Anyway, it was a good time, but drinking makes me overly citical of myself and right now, I can only focus on my own shortcomings of how I could have planned the night better or been more friendly to people or whatever. It started drizzling and I got home okay, but I think I should have been better prepared. I think I'll pursue a life as a hermit--it may be the only thing I'm good at.