"...and I won't have it going to your head..."

[rubiashmubia]

It's official, folks. I'm the new bouncer (ahem, door person) at the Phase, the girl bar near my house. I'd mentioned a few months ago, in the midst of my "saving-the-world-one-internship-at-a-time" phase, that I'd be interested in working there to an acquaintance of mine who was also a bartender there. But nothing ever came of it and I didn't think about it again until I was at the bar last weekend for Hottboxx and the manager asked me if I was still interested in a job. Fast forward seven days, one strange interview involving lots of free beer, several dances with Jessica (so. good. to. me.) and I have a new job.

BONUS: Eli, aka hot-boi-from-work, goes to Phase every weekend. Much sex should be had. And probably will be. The end.