smirkingatyou

I had a near-miss with drama friday night. I went downtown with my usual crew, and before long, there were a dozen of us playing pool and raising an enjoyable amount of Hell. I was having a good time, but decided to head home around midnight. The bar had gotten annoyingly crowded, my pool game was off, and, honestly, I had a feeling that stupidity was going to descend and I didn't feel like being in the middle of it.

I was right. First off, some chick calls one of my particularly vocal friends over to her and tells him that he's an embarassment to the school. Apparently my friend considered her comment unwarranted and tactless yet worthy of response. Long story short . . . the police didn't arrest anyone, but they weren't too happy about having to get involved.

Later, another friend ("long-term acquaintance" would be more accurate.) decided his shitty pool skills were caused by the stick rather than the copious amounts of ethanol he'd consumed, so he broke the damn thing over his knee. My friends hid the broken stick but decided it was time to take him home when he tried to break another. He was so drunk, he had to be carried from the car to his door, at which time he vomited down the back of the guy carrying him. When they finally opened the door, the security system went apeshit, but because the alcohol had rendered him functionally retarded, the master-of-the-house couldn't disarm it. Luckily, his fiance was contacted and the situation was resolved before the police had to get involved again.

I've also heard that other nonsense went down, but they didn't make the highlight reel. I'm glad I went home early. I wasn't in the mood to put up with that. In fact, I haven't been in the mood for a lot of things lately. More on that later.

The highlight of my weekend was watching "Sin City." Oh-My-God-Damn!!

In other news, a friend recently mailed me this tshirt.

The next time I see her, she's getting kissed.