So, I'm at LiveHouse, bumming because it's pretty dead. But on the upside, there's alcohol and Flinched, so my already bad day is starting to progress. And what a coincidence that when I'm borderline drunk a familiar face walks into me and vocally expresses her unoriginal opinion of me...aparently I'm a "bitch". In my drunken stupor, I just laugh and say, "hey whats up, it's been a while" pretty much out of sarcasm. obviously taking advantage of my lack of sobriety she partly pushes me. But being a ballet dancer has it's advantages, I can ballance on two feet...amazing. And to my surprise, there's someone else lurking behind me, and she pushes me, this time, my being out of shape makes me fall on my ass. I can only take one balancing test at a time. I get up, smile, and Joe is holding me back while he's singing. This night was too funny. As soon as they completed they're attempt to embarass me, they conveniently exit the bar, thinking they've abolished my pride or something. More humorous, is that a drunk military guy asks them if they're hookers on the way out.

So, I had a pretty eventful night...how was yours?