another day, another dollar... wait, what?
well, as the complete antithesis to last night, i had a pretty damn good night tonight. maybe the stars aligned, or maybe my brain had just completely over-worked itself last night and needed a break, but whatever the reason, i decided that i wasn't going to let any depression slow me down; i was going to have fun tonight, dammit!
so the plan was: go watch the hockey game at the pub, scream when we score a goal, and oh yeah, dave was supposed to bring some girls out. some hot girls. there was a catch to this, however: he had only ever talked to these girls on msn before, so i think anyone (guy or girl) who's ever met someone online can attest, this can be somewhat of a hoping game.
so i pick up the todd and we head over to f.a.t.s. and sit our asses down at a completely packed table (dave was with his brothers and about 10-12 of their friends). we shoot the shit before the game as usual, talking about nothing in particular.
anyways, about 15 minutes into the first period the girls show up. the moment of truth has arrived. at this point dave is either going to be heckled for the next week by his entire peer group or he's going to be laughing all the way to the bank.
and the verdict is...
yowza. just... yowza. the one he was meeting bears a stunning resemblance to kate bosworth or "blue crush" fame and her friend was just as amazing. while the hockey game was on, there wasn't much conversing, but my god, after the game, these girls were absolute pisstanks. they outdrank every guy at the table, and probably most of the other people in the bar.
at one point, the waitress accidentally left on of the tv remotes on the table, and it soon became the staple of the night: going back and forth between muchmusic and searching for any kind of softcore porn that we could find. we actually had a plan to take the remote home in one of their purses at the end of the night, but as fate would have it, the waitress caught us using it not 5 minutes before we left. ahh well, it was fun while it was lasted.
tonight was exactly what i needed. something to raise my spirits about life, even if only for a few hours. i was able to throw away any thoughts of depression and just give in to good old fashioned drunk fun, even if i was the designated driver. just being around so many happy people was enough to let me unwind and just have a good time.
anyways, to summarize, all my stupid manic brain needs to get me out of depression is a single evening of fun. i should remember that from now on.
so the plan was: go watch the hockey game at the pub, scream when we score a goal, and oh yeah, dave was supposed to bring some girls out. some hot girls. there was a catch to this, however: he had only ever talked to these girls on msn before, so i think anyone (guy or girl) who's ever met someone online can attest, this can be somewhat of a hoping game.
so i pick up the todd and we head over to f.a.t.s. and sit our asses down at a completely packed table (dave was with his brothers and about 10-12 of their friends). we shoot the shit before the game as usual, talking about nothing in particular.
anyways, about 15 minutes into the first period the girls show up. the moment of truth has arrived. at this point dave is either going to be heckled for the next week by his entire peer group or he's going to be laughing all the way to the bank.
and the verdict is...
yowza. just... yowza. the one he was meeting bears a stunning resemblance to kate bosworth or "blue crush" fame and her friend was just as amazing. while the hockey game was on, there wasn't much conversing, but my god, after the game, these girls were absolute pisstanks. they outdrank every guy at the table, and probably most of the other people in the bar.
at one point, the waitress accidentally left on of the tv remotes on the table, and it soon became the staple of the night: going back and forth between muchmusic and searching for any kind of softcore porn that we could find. we actually had a plan to take the remote home in one of their purses at the end of the night, but as fate would have it, the waitress caught us using it not 5 minutes before we left. ahh well, it was fun while it was lasted.
tonight was exactly what i needed. something to raise my spirits about life, even if only for a few hours. i was able to throw away any thoughts of depression and just give in to good old fashioned drunk fun, even if i was the designated driver. just being around so many happy people was enough to let me unwind and just have a good time.
anyways, to summarize, all my stupid manic brain needs to get me out of depression is a single evening of fun. i should remember that from now on.
posted by Justin Smith at
4:40 a.m.
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