Friday was the perfect last vacation day of the Summer. It was cool and rainy most of the day. I stayed in and got a bunch of projects done. In fact, I didn't leave my house once the whole day. Apparently, I needed some time to myself. Later in the evening, Coadster and I watched a bunch of Dexter episodes. I love that serial killer with a heart of gold.
Saturday night I went out with some friends for karaoke. I had to drive Stinky to a party and back, so I was the sober girl of the group. After karaoke, we went back to the Dublin where a VERY drunk off-duty bartender showed up.
At first, I thought I was going to stick around and give people rides home. Then I remembered two things: 1.) I'm too much of a loser to stay out until bar close, and 2.) my friends don't really go home after bar close anyway.
I was quite the trooper though. I stayed out until the drunken off-duty bartender yelled out "Laaaaaast Caaaalllll" (albeit, not with half as much flair as my girlcrush does it) and the girl standing next to him promptly fell off her perch. I took it as a sign to get on home.