My night out
So last night I went out with my friend Jessica. We usually go to the local gay bar for Karaoke but they changed it to another night. So we went to the Ale House that our buddy Joel owns and celebrated his bars 1st anniversary. I tried the Darkhorse ale and a Pumpkin Spice beer. Both were pretty good. I love everything about the fall beer included. Yay for Oktoberfest.
After Joel's we went to this new bar in town and I personally was not impressed. However a man was there and we dubbed him "Pony Boy". Jessica has seen him before but I have not. He wasn't a big man. He was kind of short but a little buff. He had a long curly mullet, tight ass jean shorts, and a red tank top with an American flag. I have to include that his shirt was tucked into his shorts and he was wearing a belt. So just the way he looked was great and then he spoke. He has the craziest accent. It was like a high pitched jersey boy accent. It was hilarious! We heard him talking as we were leaving the bar and going to the two next to it.
We went to Doc's, which is a bar owned by a doctor in town. We take my 15 month old son to his office as a matter of fact but he isn't the doctor we see. There was a band there. I guess they are from California. They were not bad but almost all the people in the bar were people who came with the band and all the Muncie locals were standing outside. There were some characters there. I had a Rolling Rock and it was skunk so I had to ask for a fresh one. And I somehow got locked in the bathroom. The damn lock wouldn't turn and I was thinking "No one will hear me scream, god damn California band."
After our time at Doc's we made our way to my old favorite bar (back when I lived in Muncie a couple years ago) and sat at the bar. Jessica ordered an Original Sin and I had a Crispin. Both were delicious. As we sat we encountered some more characters. A young guy came and sat by us and asked to use the bar phone to call for a ride. As he walked away he knocked over a stool and ran into a beam. Poor kid. After him another young guy walked into the bar and sat next to us. The bartender told him she had already told him 3 times that she was cutting him off so he then started begging Jessica and I to buy him a drink. I told him I knew the bartender and that there was no way I was going to disrespect her. Even though at that moment I didn't even know the girls name. I later found out her name was Stephanie btw. Nice girl.
After that drunk-o left the other bartender started talking to us about him and gave us some paper that he left behind that had one of the kids journal entries in it. It was quite funny but at the same time I couldn't help but to feel a bit bad for him.
Now for the fun part. As we continued our night at the Herot "Pony Boy" decided to grace us with his presence. And yes, he sat right next to us. He was so drunk and started talking way to much. He tried to pour Pabst into my Crispin. Jessica started tapping her glass on the bar and he was like "Whytha fuck is she doin that?" I told him she was jamming and he said "Fuck man, fuck that" and so on and so on. It was seriously one of the greatest bar experiences of my life. The guy is a complete fool. He finally got mad at me for not talking to him and sat on Jessica's side but a few stools down. I can't even remember the conversation with him because I was laughing so hard. Jessica got some video of him and some pictures of my "help me" face.
So all in all it was a good night. I looked good. I used my MAC Perfect Topping MSF for the first time all summer. I love wearing it but Its usually so hot where I am going and I don't want to look oily. But it worked out great last night.
Today I am going back to my stylist and having her cut some more off the back. After straightening it I feel like it looks kind of funny and want to just cut it off. Other than that I love my hair and I have gotten a ton of compliments on it.
In other news, my husband is a compete ass and I think one of us might end up moving out for a bit. He likes joking about stupid shit and then getting mad when I don't think it is funny or I don't react the way he wants me to. For example; today he says that he had to check out the phone records because we got over billed and said there were some late night texts from my phone to some odd numbers. I know I haven't been texting anyone I shouldn't be texting so I said "Pull up the information and I will call all the numbers on speaker phone and ask each person how they know me." I don't play dumb shit. So then he asks me if I will change my number and I said no. I have changed my number like 5 times in the last 2 years. Because of changing service, having a bad line that people called asking for Jerone, and because my ex got my number. He hasn't changed his number once even though I have asked him because some crazy slut who wanted to bang him had it and was texting him. But you know, whatever. So now he is mad at me for "not wanting to change my number for him". How ridiculous. And now he wants to call me and tell me I am a moron. I just want to choke him.
After Joel's we went to this new bar in town and I personally was not impressed. However a man was there and we dubbed him "Pony Boy". Jessica has seen him before but I have not. He wasn't a big man. He was kind of short but a little buff. He had a long curly mullet, tight ass jean shorts, and a red tank top with an American flag. I have to include that his shirt was tucked into his shorts and he was wearing a belt. So just the way he looked was great and then he spoke. He has the craziest accent. It was like a high pitched jersey boy accent. It was hilarious! We heard him talking as we were leaving the bar and going to the two next to it.
We went to Doc's, which is a bar owned by a doctor in town. We take my 15 month old son to his office as a matter of fact but he isn't the doctor we see. There was a band there. I guess they are from California. They were not bad but almost all the people in the bar were people who came with the band and all the Muncie locals were standing outside. There were some characters there. I had a Rolling Rock and it was skunk so I had to ask for a fresh one. And I somehow got locked in the bathroom. The damn lock wouldn't turn and I was thinking "No one will hear me scream, god damn California band."
After our time at Doc's we made our way to my old favorite bar (back when I lived in Muncie a couple years ago) and sat at the bar. Jessica ordered an Original Sin and I had a Crispin. Both were delicious. As we sat we encountered some more characters. A young guy came and sat by us and asked to use the bar phone to call for a ride. As he walked away he knocked over a stool and ran into a beam. Poor kid. After him another young guy walked into the bar and sat next to us. The bartender told him she had already told him 3 times that she was cutting him off so he then started begging Jessica and I to buy him a drink. I told him I knew the bartender and that there was no way I was going to disrespect her. Even though at that moment I didn't even know the girls name. I later found out her name was Stephanie btw. Nice girl.
After that drunk-o left the other bartender started talking to us about him and gave us some paper that he left behind that had one of the kids journal entries in it. It was quite funny but at the same time I couldn't help but to feel a bit bad for him.
Now for the fun part. As we continued our night at the Herot "Pony Boy" decided to grace us with his presence. And yes, he sat right next to us. He was so drunk and started talking way to much. He tried to pour Pabst into my Crispin. Jessica started tapping her glass on the bar and he was like "Whytha fuck is she doin that?" I told him she was jamming and he said "Fuck man, fuck that" and so on and so on. It was seriously one of the greatest bar experiences of my life. The guy is a complete fool. He finally got mad at me for not talking to him and sat on Jessica's side but a few stools down. I can't even remember the conversation with him because I was laughing so hard. Jessica got some video of him and some pictures of my "help me" face.
So all in all it was a good night. I looked good. I used my MAC Perfect Topping MSF for the first time all summer. I love wearing it but Its usually so hot where I am going and I don't want to look oily. But it worked out great last night.
Today I am going back to my stylist and having her cut some more off the back. After straightening it I feel like it looks kind of funny and want to just cut it off. Other than that I love my hair and I have gotten a ton of compliments on it.
In other news, my husband is a compete ass and I think one of us might end up moving out for a bit. He likes joking about stupid shit and then getting mad when I don't think it is funny or I don't react the way he wants me to. For example; today he says that he had to check out the phone records because we got over billed and said there were some late night texts from my phone to some odd numbers. I know I haven't been texting anyone I shouldn't be texting so I said "Pull up the information and I will call all the numbers on speaker phone and ask each person how they know me." I don't play dumb shit. So then he asks me if I will change my number and I said no. I have changed my number like 5 times in the last 2 years. Because of changing service, having a bad line that people called asking for Jerone, and because my ex got my number. He hasn't changed his number once even though I have asked him because some crazy slut who wanted to bang him had it and was texting him. But you know, whatever. So now he is mad at me for "not wanting to change my number for him". How ridiculous. And now he wants to call me and tell me I am a moron. I just want to choke him.