Breasts and a Bust

Well, it's not the evening it was planned to be. Tonight was Girls Night Out, the theme being classy cleavage. It started out at Dree's house with a few drinks and impromptu snacks. After a few rounds of shots, it was time to leave for Shampoo. We rocked out to Stephen Lynch on the way down 95 and pulled up along side of Shampoo for a night of booze and dancing. Much to our dismay, we discovered the place to be crawling with Goth kids. For some reason, Shampoo was hosting Dracula's Ball... in February. And it was $30 to get in. It was absolutely freezing out and stupidly I was in open toed shoes. After I gave $2 to a homeless guy who was going to "watch the car" for us, we piled back in on the road to Polyesters. We also decided to leave our coats in the car. We parked at 12th and Race and went in search for the club. And didn't find it... mostly because it had been bought out by someone else and was never re-opened. So due to the fact we were all frozen solid, we jumped into the nearest open door which was a hole in the wall bar called Liquid Charm. There were 8 people in there total not including us. We had a nice Japanese bartender who thought that Dree spoke the language and got marked with black sharpie X's. After a round of drinks, we decided to move on. Erin, being pretty well toasted, couldn't really remember where exactly anything was so we parked on 5th and Spring Garden and found Tikki Bob's. Erin dropped her ID and the door guy wouldn't let her in for 20 minutes, cause apparently standing in 17 degree weather for 20 minutes will make a person sober enough to go into a club to get drunk. Dree waited outside with her while Heather, Karen and I went in. That lasted all of 5 minutes. It was so packed we couldn't even move around. So we decided to go to McFadden's next door. By this point we were all pretty well frozen, Erin was drunk and I was surly. One round of drinks was had, a bit of dancing and then I turned into a self pitying, self deprecating bitch and accidentally insulted my best friend. Suddenly Erin looked like she was going to fall over and it was decided to bring the evening to an end. It was also decided that for the next girls night we were either going to eat first and not pre-drink or just stay in, drink, play cards and watch cheesy movies.

I've decided something too. I'm going to start seeing some form of therapist. I need to get over some things.