Done Work But Still In A Rut

Yesterday was my last official day of work...until I decide which days I wish to work between classes. I feel so free. In fact, last night I celebrated by drinkin' plenty and goin' to Phil's.

Yes. Phil's.

The dirtiest bar in Waterloo.

Don't look up, don't look down, don't touch anything. Beer for $1.75. Booya!

I double fisted my fair share of beer last night. Apparently there are a few minor details of the evening that I don't recall, though Jaci has been reminding me. So what if I put Misty in a headlock in the parking lot after we left the bar? Honestly, I'm sure she had it coming.

Lucky for me no hangover today!

Sadly, I didn't feel like heading to Louie's tonight. I'm not really a fan of the dance club scene. Occasionally, after having enough to drink, I'm in the mood to shake my rump. Tonight, I'm far from that mood. I'm not entirely sure why. I've been out of sorts lately. In a bit of a depression it seems. Boo hiss.

So, I sit here, at home alone, eating Chunks Ahoy Triple Chocolate cookies. Yummy. Hopefully I'll cheer up a bit when my roommates are around and things become a little less lonely. Let's all have a pity party for me!

Oh, how I do enjoy attention.