"I love you from the bottom of my pencilcase..."

So anyway, I'm in need of a few beers, but they're nowhere to be found.

Somehow, I'm becoming a bit pensive in regards to the local bars around this area. Seemingly, we tend to attract extremely brainless people to come and make senseless and derogatory conversation all the time. Why? I don't know, maybe it's because I have an American/Canadian accent, and they find it odd.

"You're Eskimo, right?"

But I really need to go out. The more I stay here right now, the more I'll think about her...