Whoa!
Ok, so now I need to include one weeks worth of fun in one post. Hmmm, what to talk about? Bar hopping? Whoring? Survival of the holidays? Ah, I know!
Me mum told me she would take me out to any restaurant I choose celebrate my graduating high school. Er, college. So I thought about it, checked around and decided on Rigsby's Kitchen. Yah, I know, it's a little pricey (30 - 50 dollars a person) but I hear it's a great place to eat. There is an ulterior motive, which I may have mentioned in a past post. If I did, I canna remember.
Well, let's see. I survived the holiday with minimal scarring. I figured there would be more, especially after last summer's fiasco, but, alas, I survived. What happened, you ask? Let's see, I went to Chicago last summer for a party at a friend's place. Just to make a long story short, I had a little too much to drink, decided I could walk backwards, talk, and drink at the same time, slipped, fell, and sliced open the back of my skull. Let's see, I ended up with 20+ stitches and an excruciating headache. It's only just recently that I could bend my head forward without feeling the scar tissue pull.
I found a new place to hang out. It's called the Columbus Eagle. My friend, Sister Helene, calls it a hole in the wall. Yet, that seems to be the whole reason I like it. It's never very crowded, but it does get busier as the night goes on. My favorite night in Moanday. There's a free movie at 9:30 pm, free popcorn, and no cover charge. Then, after the movie, there's some lite entertainment. So, now that's my new Moanday night hangout. Good thing there are no classes on Tuesday!
I still need to finish my grad school apps. Going to have to do that tonight. I told my professors that I would have the paperwork for letters of recommendation by Moanday. Guess what, that's tomorrow. GRRRR. I shoulda done it yesterday, but I was caught up trying to get my photography assignment done. Then it was dinner at mum's place. By the time I got home, I was too tired to do anything.
What else? For the first time in 6 months, I wasn't at my usual drinking hole on Thursday. Holiday's suck. Hope Kyle didn't miss me too much, if he even worked.
Well, time's a wastin' and I have one more post to go before I can do my thing.
Ci vediamo, ragazzi!