Drattt Racing

Do you ever have one of those days when; everyone you don't want to talk to, wants to talk to you and everyone you do want to talk to, won't?
Wednesday night at the races.
I saw the Israeli jockey with her partner and a friend at the rail. I think they were looking for me. I just didn't want to talk.
Mike Cavalaris came looking for horses to bet on. I didn't want to talk.
Stanley B. wanted to talk (and hit on me) and I, what else, didn't want to talk.
The fabulous Mr. V was there but he didn't want to talk either.
What's a girl to do?
I think I'll take a shower and start all over tomorrow.
Got to leave Barn 26 for Barn 1 tomorrow. Oh the hassle.