3.
I feel like a loser. I was in the liquor store about an hour ago, and I suddenly made eye contact with this girl who had been eyeballing me the entire time, but I couldn't say anything. She was in there with her girlfriend and they were talking to the clerk about how they were just buying the tequila to drink alone in their apartment... If I'd have just started a conversation, I could probably drinking with them right now.
Then, like clockwork, my as*hole friend calls up and tells me about his latest fling of the week, just like every friday, and I'm stuck here being driven insane by the noises coming from upstairs.