Two posts in one day, oh my!
Anyway... went out for drinks with the old (frightfully -- yay puns) dreaded high-school crew.
While it was fun, I feel kinda weird about the end of the evening. I like... ditched them almost. Thing was -- I don't drive and the ( THE ) typical photo-id establishments ask for is a drivers license. Usually it isn't a problem for me, but the odd time I walk into a place where there is some show or something.. the door guy is obligated to ask every single person. Regardless.
So I didn't make it in.. which wasn't a problem at first. Jen stayed behind and we had fun freezing our asses off while the others had went in to have a shot before last call.
THEN... Jen left and the other two that joined me went in to use the facilities... which is normal... but for one reason or another was seeming to take a while.
I was cold, it was still practically raining, and I had to go -- but couldn't go inside for fear that I might consume -- gasp -- more alcohol. Legally!
So I hopped in a cab and went home without telling anyone. Is that considered, "ditching" ? I feel kinda bad too... but I dunno. Kinda not because I felt like being selfish. I'm rarely ever selfish and not often in the position where I'm standing alone, cold, half in the bag, and really needing to go. And it seemed like forever I tell you!
Anyway... whatever. Point is -- I looked fucking deadly tonight. And the opera was fantastic. I saw Rodelinda with Ms. Emily, who was fantastic under her own circumstances. I love that woman -- she is quite amazing.
Goodnight. Abruptly.
Anyway... went out for drinks with the old (frightfully -- yay puns) dreaded high-school crew.
While it was fun, I feel kinda weird about the end of the evening. I like... ditched them almost. Thing was -- I don't drive and the ( THE ) typical photo-id establishments ask for is a drivers license. Usually it isn't a problem for me, but the odd time I walk into a place where there is some show or something.. the door guy is obligated to ask every single person. Regardless.
So I didn't make it in.. which wasn't a problem at first. Jen stayed behind and we had fun freezing our asses off while the others had went in to have a shot before last call.
THEN... Jen left and the other two that joined me went in to use the facilities... which is normal... but for one reason or another was seeming to take a while.
I was cold, it was still practically raining, and I had to go -- but couldn't go inside for fear that I might consume -- gasp -- more alcohol. Legally!
So I hopped in a cab and went home without telling anyone. Is that considered, "ditching" ? I feel kinda bad too... but I dunno. Kinda not because I felt like being selfish. I'm rarely ever selfish and not often in the position where I'm standing alone, cold, half in the bag, and really needing to go. And it seemed like forever I tell you!
Anyway... whatever. Point is -- I looked fucking deadly tonight. And the opera was fantastic. I saw Rodelinda with Ms. Emily, who was fantastic under her own circumstances. I love that woman -- she is quite amazing.
Goodnight. Abruptly.