I decided that I am going to start putting in some witty things that I found in one of my Uncle John's Bathroom Readers. If you have never heard about the books you should check them out because they are really good for finding out about trivial stuff and some not so trivial information. You can read it when in the bathroom- but I generally don't. So here is the first one-

Cliff Clavinism on Freud: 'A Freudian slip is when you say one thing when you're really thinking about a mother.'

I went out Saturday night. I was out from 6:30 until closing. I am quite proud of myself though because I didn't go overboard with drinking. I met my good friend Rebekah at Skinners. See I told you I'd mention you!! It was so good seeing her, and discussing good times from our past and making new good times. We had a lot- and I mean a lot of old crazy times. Ah! the stupidity of youth! We were both lucky because a favorite beer of ours Berry Weiss was cheap. While Rebekah was talking to a friend at Skinners I went to the Chevy by myself. I had a good time people watching, I always have mixed emotions about being invisible at bars. Because then I think- man at least I am not noticibly freakish but then I feel like what is wrong with me why does no one notice me. That's me, I am never happy. I had my share of drunken boys/men approach me during the night to make me feel like I was there. I am just not a party girl, I am a happy person, but I just can't do the dancing like a hoochie thing anymore that I did when I was 22-23. It is just too tiring, and it just makes you do really regretable things.

Then I got home and got the house slightly picked up for when my friend came over to crash at my place. It was a really sober night for me, and that is a good thing. So I sleep until late in the morning- wake up and say goodbye to my friend, who I still have questions for- yes I'm talking to you! I then head off to my room to snuggle with my cat and I receive a phone call from another friend as soon as I get in bed. She wants to meet. So I talk to her outside on my sidewalk, and she has boy problems- aka- a guy did something to make her feel like shit. Guys are so good at doing that to me and my friends. So we had a little pow wow about how she should handle it- and I hope I did the right job in listening to her and giving her feedback. Guys reading this- do something for me please- think before you speak. If you are tempted to be passive aggressive with a girl- don't. That's our job.