A night out

Dusty, Paul, and I headed out to the Upfront last night. By the time we got to the bar, Paul was already drunk and pouty. So Dusty and I sat and drank a few pints. I only ended up having 4 there. It was hard to drink and have fun when our regular drinking buddies were no where to be found. I miss our crew!!!
'Krissy' did end up coming out too! We got to chat for awhile. As I was chatting with her, I realized how much I miss her and our crazy times. I also miss having silly girl conversations, laughing like a silly madwoman, and being stupid with my girl-friends.
We also ran into Misty randomly. She was drunk. Surprise surprise.
I ended up getting really annoyed by the drunk-ards smashing into me no matter where I was standing so Dusty and I decided to leave (of course Paul had already run off on his own by now...)
We came up with the brilliant idea of having a few more brews at the Nickel before bar close since it's within walking distance from our house. I had 1 MORE BEER and and I was drunk.
I ONLY HAD 5 BEERS.
I'm getting wussy-like. It was cheap, though.
I'm suprised at how packed the Nickel was. It was packed the other night we went out, too. It's pretty fun there. I never thought I'd say that. Perhaps it's because it's more of a college bar now than a 50 yr old Harley riding toothless long-haired goonie bar. Perhaps it's because there are no longer bras hanging from the ceiling.
Wow, what a pointless entry. I felt compelled to write for some reason, but all it has come out to sound like is jibble-jarbble. Sorry guys!