they sang to me this is yours to wear
so we went to the jay’s game two nites ago, we were winning the whole time ’til we left and by the time we got to the bar it was 6-3, shit.
oh well at least we sat in seats that weren’t ours.
oh and i got blogspotted too by beth, hi beth! we were sitting in the same row, when pitt and fil went to the bathroom at the same time i got to pretend like i wasn’t a totally awkward loner and made facial expressions like i was really into the game, i think she bought it.
it would have been appreciated to have a head’s up that the serving of alcohol was going to be shut down oh around the 7th inning? upon learning that it was all dried up the thirst went through us something crazy, we chewed up every single piece of gum in my purse, including the free nicorette samples.
then we went to the loose moose because that’s a gravitational pull pitt never fights, after one i said fuck this lets go to casey’s whereupon we discovered we are treated with more respect AND it’s happy hour 8-til close, monday to thursday. solid.
