May 18, 2004 01:45
Tonight at work, I got my ass kicked, steadily, buried, for the entire 4 and a half hours. Alexius was there all night too, so I couldn't get drunk. But as soon as she left I emptied my flask into a cup full of margarita mix. Had myself a little margarita, then got buried some more. I was so stressed out. But after I closed the kitchen,
A. I forgot to call Matt back. I'm sorry Matt.
B. I exchanged text messages with my favorite Kels, which is always refreshing. >=]
C. Drank 3 STIFF rum and cokes.
D. Kept kicking a bookbag while sitting at the bar. Instinct told me to inquire about it, as there was no one else in the restaurant. However I did not. Nate later joined me at the bar after he got off work, and he also kicked it, and asked me about it. I said I didn't know and we showed the bartender. Apon inspection, we found a hand gun and a pouch full of clips. I finished my drink and we told the front of house people they had to call the cops because it was the law. Pretty crazy shit. I'm glad the guy got drunk with us and forgot who he had to go shoot up. Maybe he was supposed to rob us? I dunno. But I'm thankful yet again for avoiding a sticky situation.
My parents are coming for a two day visit tomorrow afternoon. I gotta do laundry and hide my liqour.