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Saturday, November 8th, 2003
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10:02a - Drunken memories
Last night was so much fun. Jen and I got to the Woodlands for happy hour at around 6:30. We got drunk so fast (I have no idea why...hehe). We watched the band for a while but then the old men started to piss me off so we went into Evolution to find some boys.
We were dancing and what have you and then I had to pee so we went to the bathroom. As I was washing my hands, a fucking bitch fight started to break out right in front of the door so we couldn't get out. Then, the girl who everyone wanted to beat up fell on the floor and started to puke. Jen started yelling at everyone to leave her alone and I sat with her and rubbed her back. I felt so bad for her because people still wanted to fight her. It was a mess. Then, the bouncer came in and kicked all of them out.
We went back out to dance and this sorry excuse for a guy came over and started dancing with me. His stupid line was: "You're my favorite one here" (I know it was a line because he said it to Jen 10 minutes later). I humored him for a while but he started to feel me up so I told him that Jen and I weren't looking for white boys who can't dance. He got a little pissy and he left. I guess he forgot he was mad because he kept coming back and trying to grab my boobs. That's when we decided to leave.
Today I feel like crap. I think I fell at some point because my elbow hurts and I have a big bruise on my thigh.
I have to go get cigarettes and I have work from 4-9 (yipee). Then, tomorrow, I am staying home and resting.
1 crash into me | crash into me
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