At the pub for bluegrass night, girl sits down, starts talking to my friend and I, seems interested in talking to me...

NO idea if she was just bored with her friends or.. what? Meh. Thursday night, no time for love, Dr. Jones.

Uh, maybe you're interesting and she just wanted to talk? You don't have to fall in love with every set of boobs you meet.

My father used to taunt me with this song:

yeah, don't put so much on it. It's hard to get the hang of Thursdays anyways.