Dammit, I totally reek of smoke. What a night.
Well, that neighbor of mine (the one who I changed the lightbulbs for using that flimsy ladder?) called me to go shoot pool. She ended up wanting to go to this heavy metal nightclub at which I used to play a lot in my previous bands. It was packed. As we shot pool, she downed a lot of beers and started really getting buzzed. Now, I don't drink at all. Or smoke for that matter. So being in that environment with someone who's starting to get a little too tipsy is not a fun situation. She was also getting a little too talkative with the people around us, a little embarassing. I hate lying too, but had to say, "No, I can't tell that you're getting drunk."
And the band that was playing tonight totally blew ass; some college frat boy band playing something creepily close to country. Hello, is this the same bar that I was supposed to see BIOHAZARD in a few weeks ago?? I told her I was getting tired so we could go home early... my fun factor was in the toilet.
She kicked my ass in pool, though.
Well, that neighbor of mine (the one who I changed the lightbulbs for using that flimsy ladder?) called me to go shoot pool. She ended up wanting to go to this heavy metal nightclub at which I used to play a lot in my previous bands. It was packed. As we shot pool, she downed a lot of beers and started really getting buzzed. Now, I don't drink at all. Or smoke for that matter. So being in that environment with someone who's starting to get a little too tipsy is not a fun situation. She was also getting a little too talkative with the people around us, a little embarassing. I hate lying too, but had to say, "No, I can't tell that you're getting drunk."
And the band that was playing tonight totally blew ass; some college frat boy band playing something creepily close to country. Hello, is this the same bar that I was supposed to see BIOHAZARD in a few weeks ago?? I told her I was getting tired so we could go home early... my fun factor was in the toilet.
She kicked my ass in pool, though.
After I saved that journal entry, she called me and persuaded me to drive her to the apartment complex she runs so we could deal with some crap going on. Spent another 2 hours out.
I wonder if I'm too nice sometimes.
I'm going to bed now. For real.
blah.
drunk girls can be fun.
just think of all the things they don't realize.
you can get them to do silly things like talk to other people.
there is fun to be had in every situation, i tell you!
don't be embarassed.
who cares what other people think about the silly drunk girl, anyway?
oh the rain!
*feels faint*
make it stop!