Are You Lost Or Incomplete? Do You Feel Like A Puzzle, You Can’t Find Your Missing Piece?
Devil went out last night (as per usual). Devil went to THAT club (as per usual). Devil didn’t drink (no, that’s not a typo). No alcohol was consumed by Devil for the entire night out.
Total Photo Count: 208 (Average)
Total Drink Count: 0
So here’s the chronology of my sober night out…
I had made plans to meet up with The Cowboy for dinner and to just hang out. The primary motive for this hang-out session was so that I could:
(1) confirm an assessment as to wether he could make my head quiet like I had sensed when I first met him and
(2) prove to myself that I could cope with being in THAT club without alcohol.
I met up with The Cowboy at the most central location and we walked down to the nearby Japanese restaurant. The Cowboy is currently in a ‘chicken’ phase so as long as the chicken content of the meal was greater than 50% he was fine.
After that we moved into the central night-life district and went to one of the dessert tea places adjacent to China-Town.
After finishing our drinks and talking some more…we went to TimeZone. One of the few remaining dedicated arcades in the city. I would have to say…this was THE highlight of my night.
I had someone to hang out and play games with and I’m not talking your lame-ass joystick based arcade games. I’m talking games where you get to sit in a racing car or shoot guns or bazookas.
Personally, I was dying to kick his ass at air-hockey but fate was on his side and the game was non-operational.
After finishing up at the arcade, we went to get some ice cream. I had some banana ice-cream that ACTUALLY tasted like REAL banana ice-cream. Not that artificial crap.
I have to say…this was also one of the highlights of my night. Just sitting around…talking…hanging out...eating ice-cream.
It’s like the sort of thing that I hear people talking about doing with their best friend back when I was a Devil-in-training. Was this what it was like to have a best friend??
If it was I could get used to it.
From the ice-cream parlour we headed across the road to the pool hall. The place was packed out and there was a waiting list for a table. Deciding we had better things to do with our time we left it and went for a walk to try and find a pool table somewhere.
We didn’t find one but by then it didn’t matter. I had a great time just walking around having a conversation with someone that could actually HAVE a conversation.
This was a stark contrast to walking through the city streets with Will where no conversation could be had due to his inability to walk and talk at the same time.
By that time we decided to head out to THAT club. Will and his boyfriend (B) were also there as were The PartyGirls and ActionGirl.
Surprisingly…The Tooth Fairy was also in attendance that night. I say surprisingly because he’s not usually one to make an appearance at THAT club and has never really been one to go out at all.
Regardless of that fact, I was coping well with being there sober. It was difficult…but I was coping.
Meanwhile, both The Tooth Fairy and The Cowboy also seemed to be making a rather rapid rapport and I obliged to Tooth Fairy’s request to get a few bottles of water.
While I was at the bar waiting…a dangerous thought occurred to me. I could buy a drink without them knowing.
Just 1 shot of vodka to help me out. Just one. They wouldn’t even know.
As tempted as I was…I didn’t. I told The Cowboy that I wasn’t going to be drinking any alcohol and I’m true to my word (as a Devil always is).
It was then I realised something else…I was jealous. Jealous! Of what?!?
I tried to be logical about it and think it through and I came to the conclusion that it was because I (The Devil’s Advocate himself) was no longer the centre of attention.
What the hell was wrong with me?!? Well…other than the usual stuff.
Trying to think in THAT club and remain sober is near impossible but after a bit of a ‘psychologically intensive moment’ I had things figured out.
I had done something good. I had brought two people, previously unknown…together…with my camera.
The whole night, from beginning to end, I was taking photos and besides…The Cowboy and The Tooth Fairy would have made more sense logically anyway.
I realised it last night, but getting that camera has changed the very essence of who I am.
It’s like my camera has become my gift. I even seem to have gained a bit of a reputation as being "The Camera Guy” or “The Camera Man” and to some that are particularly close to me I've been given the nick-name: “Captain Cameraman”.
The Cowboy had confessed to me earlier in the night that he severely lacked any sort of social network and by introducing him to another of my acquaintance that maybe was better suited for him than I would be, gave him that opportunity to increase his network. Even if it was by 1.
Regardless of the outcome of the night, I think I can accurately say that 1 increased the number of people in my integrated network by 1 and I can confirm that The Cowboy definitely increased his integrated network by 1.
He spent some time today hanging out with the Tooth Fairy and getting to know each other better.
Despite my initial feelings of jealousy at getting knocked back to the role of ‘supporting cast’, I’m of the mentality that I did a good thing. If they’re happy then I’m happy for being able to make them happy.
Besides…the cameraman isn’t even supposed to BE in front of the camera.
I think everyone about now could do with a bit of happiness.
SHIT!!! What the hell is wrong with me??!! Why the hell am I HELPING people and being so NICE!?!? FUCK!
I’m more messed up than I thought.
All these emotions.. All these feelings.
When did I become so…human?
Total Photo Count: 208 (Average)
Total Drink Count: 0
So here’s the chronology of my sober night out…
I had made plans to meet up with The Cowboy for dinner and to just hang out. The primary motive for this hang-out session was so that I could:
(1) confirm an assessment as to wether he could make my head quiet like I had sensed when I first met him and
(2) prove to myself that I could cope with being in THAT club without alcohol.
I met up with The Cowboy at the most central location and we walked down to the nearby Japanese restaurant. The Cowboy is currently in a ‘chicken’ phase so as long as the chicken content of the meal was greater than 50% he was fine.
After that we moved into the central night-life district and went to one of the dessert tea places adjacent to China-Town.
After finishing our drinks and talking some more…we went to TimeZone. One of the few remaining dedicated arcades in the city. I would have to say…this was THE highlight of my night.
I had someone to hang out and play games with and I’m not talking your lame-ass joystick based arcade games. I’m talking games where you get to sit in a racing car or shoot guns or bazookas.
Personally, I was dying to kick his ass at air-hockey but fate was on his side and the game was non-operational.
After finishing up at the arcade, we went to get some ice cream. I had some banana ice-cream that ACTUALLY tasted like REAL banana ice-cream. Not that artificial crap.
I have to say…this was also one of the highlights of my night. Just sitting around…talking…hanging out...eating ice-cream.
It’s like the sort of thing that I hear people talking about doing with their best friend back when I was a Devil-in-training. Was this what it was like to have a best friend??
If it was I could get used to it.
From the ice-cream parlour we headed across the road to the pool hall. The place was packed out and there was a waiting list for a table. Deciding we had better things to do with our time we left it and went for a walk to try and find a pool table somewhere.
We didn’t find one but by then it didn’t matter. I had a great time just walking around having a conversation with someone that could actually HAVE a conversation.
This was a stark contrast to walking through the city streets with Will where no conversation could be had due to his inability to walk and talk at the same time.
By that time we decided to head out to THAT club. Will and his boyfriend (B) were also there as were The PartyGirls and ActionGirl.
Surprisingly…The Tooth Fairy was also in attendance that night. I say surprisingly because he’s not usually one to make an appearance at THAT club and has never really been one to go out at all.
Regardless of that fact, I was coping well with being there sober. It was difficult…but I was coping.
Meanwhile, both The Tooth Fairy and The Cowboy also seemed to be making a rather rapid rapport and I obliged to Tooth Fairy’s request to get a few bottles of water.
While I was at the bar waiting…a dangerous thought occurred to me. I could buy a drink without them knowing.
Just 1 shot of vodka to help me out. Just one. They wouldn’t even know.
As tempted as I was…I didn’t. I told The Cowboy that I wasn’t going to be drinking any alcohol and I’m true to my word (as a Devil always is).
It was then I realised something else…I was jealous. Jealous! Of what?!?
I tried to be logical about it and think it through and I came to the conclusion that it was because I (The Devil’s Advocate himself) was no longer the centre of attention.
What the hell was wrong with me?!? Well…other than the usual stuff.
Trying to think in THAT club and remain sober is near impossible but after a bit of a ‘psychologically intensive moment’ I had things figured out.
I had done something good. I had brought two people, previously unknown…together…with my camera.
The whole night, from beginning to end, I was taking photos and besides…The Cowboy and The Tooth Fairy would have made more sense logically anyway.
I realised it last night, but getting that camera has changed the very essence of who I am.
It’s like my camera has become my gift. I even seem to have gained a bit of a reputation as being "The Camera Guy” or “The Camera Man” and to some that are particularly close to me I've been given the nick-name: “Captain Cameraman”.
The Cowboy had confessed to me earlier in the night that he severely lacked any sort of social network and by introducing him to another of my acquaintance that maybe was better suited for him than I would be, gave him that opportunity to increase his network. Even if it was by 1.
Regardless of the outcome of the night, I think I can accurately say that 1 increased the number of people in my integrated network by 1 and I can confirm that The Cowboy definitely increased his integrated network by 1.
He spent some time today hanging out with the Tooth Fairy and getting to know each other better.
Despite my initial feelings of jealousy at getting knocked back to the role of ‘supporting cast’, I’m of the mentality that I did a good thing. If they’re happy then I’m happy for being able to make them happy.
Besides…the cameraman isn’t even supposed to BE in front of the camera.
I think everyone about now could do with a bit of happiness.
SHIT!!! What the hell is wrong with me??!! Why the hell am I HELPING people and being so NICE!?!? FUCK!
I’m more messed up than I thought.
All these emotions.. All these feelings.
When did I become so…human?
Devil's Winamp: Coldplay - Talk
Devil's Mood : Partially Incomplete / Slightly Content / Contemplative
Character Profile
The Cowboy:
- Works in the dairy section of a supermarket.
- Was born in the Eastern year of the Ox (which I find a bit of a coincidence considering his current place of work).
- Has that hurt / lonely yet tranquil demeanour that most cowboys have.
- Has demonstrated his well meaning and noble nature (considering the circumstances in which we met).
- Has some of the ability to make my head quiet like Grace can / could.
The Tooth Fairy:
- Is an associate of both The Angel and The Baldie.
- Acts like a bit of a fairy.
- Was responsible for the Hospital Party drama and has since had 5 teeth removed.
- Can be a bit high strung and dependant at times.
- Can sometimes lack a bit of maturity.
posted by Devil's Advocate at 23.4.06
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