crowings81

Saturday was fun. I almost lost my ticket to the Kottonmouth Kings show. It fell out of my pocket when we were being checked by security at the front door. When I found it, someone had spit on it. I started to wiped it off somewhere when one member of security yelled to move it. It wasn't clean when I handed it to the ticket lady.
"What the fuck is this?!!"
"I'm sorry, I dropped it."
I was so embarrassed, I think I was trying to hide my face. It was a pretty gross thing to hand someone. I tried not to let it get to me. Once the music got going I started to feel better. A little later, my friend lights up a spliff and got 86'd right away.
I didn't want to leave him out there for so many hours, so I grabbed my brother and we took off. The night was too young, it being only ten or so in the Valley. At first I was trying to find a club when someone suggested a cabaret.
We had an okay time, and even scored some free drinks from some guy across the way. We still don't know for sure what we did to deserve them. The only reason I could think of was because I was tipping big.
Maybe too big. I owe the bank thirteen dollars and change. I REALLY need to set a budget. The whole reason I'm here in Arizona is to get my shit together.
I've been making progress, besides not saving and spending. The house and my car haven't been so clean in... hmmm... no, they've never been this clean. Even better, I'm on day four of pristineness. It really does affect how I feel.