Refreshing

It's 3:00 am and I came on here briefly to say I had one of the best evenings I've had in a long time. I met up with Michelle, the copyeditor and designer of my book - not to mention a good friend - and her husand Ralph, in Rockridge, where we then went to this tiki bar in Alameda run by Ralph's best friend from college. Not only was the place fun again, and not only did I finally talk with the lead singer of Jewdriver, but I met four different girls, all of whom were amazingly adorable - and cool - and all of whom I would date in a second, without even thinking twice. Literally I posted up at the bar and talked for hours, to the point where I didn't even notice I missed the deadline to catch the BART back to the city. Nonetheless I'm glowing right now, not because I worked a little magic, or that I think I'm cool, but just because it's so refreshing to talk to girls who are so lovely, and while the chances of even one of them turning into something significant are next to non-existant, just the opportunity to feel inspired, and have it based on women who are so sharp and cool and cute all in the same breath, and to have all of them amused, and intrigued, by me, makes all the other nonsense worthwhile. When they dropped me off at the Embarcadero a few minutes ago, I had the most refreshing walk home, and as all the drunken idiots in North Beach walked by me I was a ghost, smiling and alive and invisible with each step. Tomorrow I'll be hurting, and I'll probably spend all day in bed watching DVD's, but tonight, right now in fact, I feel like I hear the silence of the world, and it sounds so sweet.