Halloween 08!
Just got back from the bar-hopping "night on the town" with Dustin, Melissa, and JB. Despite being sober, it was still a lot of fun. I got to dance a bit, and some of the costumes were pretty damned creative. Dustin was walking around in his usual clothes with a pocket full of name tags - stuff like Joe the Plumber and God and whatever else he thought of. I came up with "Spartacus", which got picked towards the end of the night - every time a cute girl came around, he would have them pick one at random and then he would be that for an hour or so before switching.
JB was a viper pilot from BSG, had the patches and everything. And my Abby costume was freaking *awesome*.
Alas, I did not get hit on or get any drinks bought for me. Of course, I was all "OMG, PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW!" and kinda hanging back with Dustin and JB, so that really isn't surprising. And I think the bar tender at the first place spiked my Shirley Temple (also known as a Kiddy Cooler and consisting of cherry syrup and Sprite or some other fizzy lemon lime soda) because it tasted an awful lot like cough syrup.
Hit four (maybe five?) bars and took tons of pictures and Dustin and I were taking turns holding up Melissa by the end of the night, who literally was falling-down drunk, but it was still a good time. Until Melissa started puking, that is. By this time it was getting around 2:00 am, though, so we had a good run before hand.
Now, however, I am going to go shower cause I smell like an ash tray. Will post pictures either here or on Facebook tomorrow/later today.
JB was a viper pilot from BSG, had the patches and everything. And my Abby costume was freaking *awesome*.
Alas, I did not get hit on or get any drinks bought for me. Of course, I was all "OMG, PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW!" and kinda hanging back with Dustin and JB, so that really isn't surprising. And I think the bar tender at the first place spiked my Shirley Temple (also known as a Kiddy Cooler and consisting of cherry syrup and Sprite or some other fizzy lemon lime soda) because it tasted an awful lot like cough syrup.
Hit four (maybe five?) bars and took tons of pictures and Dustin and I were taking turns holding up Melissa by the end of the night, who literally was falling-down drunk, but it was still a good time. Until Melissa started puking, that is. By this time it was getting around 2:00 am, though, so we had a good run before hand.
Now, however, I am going to go shower cause I smell like an ash tray. Will post pictures either here or on Facebook tomorrow/later today.