A Night Out on the Town

I made some unwise decisions last night... but you wouldn't have guessed it from my present state.

Around 7 my friend T came over, and we hung out with roomie and friend until around 8:30 when we trekked off to Molly Bloom's in down town Guelph. I got my regular scotch and T grabbed a beer, and we chitchatted about whatnot until around 1030, when the live music kicked in at MB's. The guy wasn't bad; we just wanted a change of scenery. We paid our tabs (2 scotches and a polar bear shot for me) and walked around the corner to Bobby O'Brian's. We grabbed a table near the open double doors at the edge of the restaurant. It was nice to have the cool breeze coming in.

This is when I discovered that scotch comes in doubles...

We stayed in BOB's until like 1:30. Just sitting and sipping and getting steadily unsteadier. At one point T popped outside for a smoke and I creeped the security dude hardcore. He was super cute. After my 3rd double of scotch I began to not feel my face anymore, so I decided it was quittin' time. I had been drinking water pretty steadily all night, and I had another glass to finish up and T had one also. We (I) wanted food then, and we wandered around looking for food and bathroom. Ended up at MB's again (yay)!

The live musician turned out to be much cuter than we had remembered. He was also pretty respectable musically. We sat and sang along and listened. I just loved the atmosphere at that time. I was relaxed, and there's something melancholy about a guy singing his heart out when no one listens.

And then this other random dickbag with a guitar had to ruin it by hijacking the show.

I do like pubs.

Last call came along (it was my first time ever being in a bar at last call) and musician guy wrapped it up and we ended up chatting with him for a bit. He was pretty cool from what I remember. I liked his persona, if that's a legit thing to say. He fit into a number of nice, comforting stereotypes.

And then we walked home in the rain. It was cold and wet, but it was nice. Rain is pretty.

When we got back to the apartment we chatted with Vee and her friend. Her friend really bothers me. She also infected the whole place with pink eye so we need to wash our towels and couch so forth. Grr.

Bed at 4am, up for work at 645. Still raining. I wish I hadn't been going to work and had been awake anyway. (The weird dream I was having might have gotten me up). I should have wandered in that rain, I think. It seemed like a clarifying type of rain. Clarity would be nice.

This is a weird thing to say, but I resent people who are friends with their co-workers. For some reason I've never hung out with work people outside of work. I'm fairly happy with that. I do notice however that I'm out of the loop with all the drama and that bothers me. I've always been happy and proud to know stuff about my friends and to have the real stories about every situation. I like to know things. And in workplace drama I just don't have the option.

Anyway I'm currently having a hard time focusing (like vision) and typing words correctly. I think I need sleep. Dead. Tired.
and work again au matin.

In summary I had a jolly night last night. Lots of first times of things. First time getting more than a little tipsy. First time spending that much money on alcohol :S. First time enjoying live bar music. First time being out down town that late. Goooooood stufffff!