mindless

It's, what, three in the morning, and I just got back from a bar where a non english speaking mexican was trying to sell cocaine in the bathroom to a couple friends of mine, and I was just doing my best to keep them all from getting in a fight. Why am I always the mediator?
Eh, anyway, he did know a few words in english, but they were only "I go down" and he only said them to the female in our group for some reason. Fighting words? Maybe. Or maybe just taken out of context. Anyway, no fight, I'm getting a beer headache, and I'm going to bed. Night.......

Saturday: I woke up at around 11:30 this morning, eyes bloodshot, but hair oddly still in place, so I said to myself I would just take a shower later instead of go through all the hair product crap again. So I went to The Exchange to visit my best friend and closet fantasy Leisa. She was bartending, I spent a little time with her then left. Went to the mall, bought a shirt that was on sale, bought some food to grill outside later, and then stopped at a hair product supply store and bought some stuff to bleach my hair. The stuff is in now, but only at the front, and only in spots. Just kinda want some different color, but not to an extreme. Oh, and some guy last night told me I looked like Robert Downey Jr. Just out of nowhere. Odd. Anyway, I'm gonna go wash out this stuff in my hair. LATER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1. Fave beer?
2. Fave shirt?
3. Fave hair color?