heres to everyone who knows what its like to have work drag on and on, after its time to leave
So i went to Fridays last night to get a lil grub and so the boys could drink at the bar. Unfortunatly, the lady behind the bar kicked us out from the bar table because i didnt have an ID saying i was 21. lame. we werent even at the bar. Mikes buddies came over from the flamedancer (i think?! what a weird name) club and me and ryan got restless cuz we didnt know who they were and they kept talking about work. I syphoned mike and ryans beer through a straw while the waitress wasnt looking, and we had serveral not that great appetizers that i ate anyway cuz thats what beer does to ya.
in blackjack i came up $.05 short (except that mike had handed me 3 dollar chips).
i paid my phone bill 10 minutes before it was going to be late. ahhh the internet!
overall it was a good end to a ridiculously stressed out day.
in blackjack i came up $.05 short (except that mike had handed me 3 dollar chips).
i paid my phone bill 10 minutes before it was going to be late. ahhh the internet!
overall it was a good end to a ridiculously stressed out day.