Last night I was drinking with a coworker in my kitchen doing shots, then I got a phone call from someone I refer to as "stranger" (because I didn't know her actual name) telling her to meet her at a bar.
I went to the bar, we were a part of a lock in, was there til 3:30, and then went and drank at my apartment afterwords til 5 am. I woke up to go to work at 10 am.
Tonight, I got off work early, and met a one of my bartender friends at a bar, had a round, then headed to the bar across the street from where I work. The bartender, who I've never met, bought me a few rounds, and proceeded after meeting her and talking to her about music, play nothing in the bar except bands like the Mean Jeans, Spits, Exploding Hearts, Personal and the Pizzas, Hex Dispensers, Radio Birdman..well the list goes on. She's got a pretty good ipod hooked up in there. I suppose she should, considering she mentioned she helps a certain board member with his radio program.
She definitely, does not help Cameron with his DJing.
