patricky

Went to Devil's Point last night with my friend, who, even more than me, desperately needed an opportunity to just kick back, relax, and let the worries of the past week or so fall away.

It was a good night for it - the Point was crowded, but just enough to make it lively, the people were mostly of the non-asshole variety, and the three SGs that danced were beautiful. (Stormy, Nixon, and someone whose name started with an R, I think).

Nixon especially =

Too bad the bachelorette party was there. They took up the whole front row, and I don't think they tipped for shit. One of them swore at me, too, for absolutely no reason. I hadn't even looked at her, or spoken to her, just dared to be in line in front of her up at the bar.

Good God, I'm tired this morning.