So...after work, I call up a friend who works at the mall not that far from there...we hit up the bar, have a few drinks then he leaves. My cousin calls me up later (wich I then remembered I was supposed to go to the same bar with her :lol:.) have a few more drinks there (nothing quite flips out the bar tender than shaking hands with the guy, then reappering ten minutes later), and somehow ended up going to a strip bar afterwards, having even MORE drinks there...go out for a smoke, having the time of my life giving strippers a light (man...had so many complements on now nice my Zippo looked 8)) stopping at my uncle's house afterwards to chill out for a bit (and having kids hang off my arm while I curl them...seriously, never knew I was that strong :P) then finally heading home.

I guess it's actually cool having a cousin that works at a strip bar (as a hostess, not as a stripper) and the best part? They all want to do it again in the next couple days :o. Anyway, I really needed this. Had one rough week (aside from the incident you probably know about, it was also one helluva week at work as well) and nice to unwind with some friends and family (as opposed to drowning my sorrows at a bar as a lone wolf). So now I'm here, reconciling on such a bizarre yet utterly awesome turn of events this night turned out to be...my buzz is gone, but I think I'll have a few shots at home to get it right back before I hit the sack. I think next week we're supposed to hit up 939 (which is supposedly a place where you got broads dancing on a clear ceiling...I really must see this :shock:.) although I must admit, after what I have seen on the internet, much less things I've done in real life, seeing a room full of naked dames doesn't quite phase me :|. That, and I refuse to PAY a woman to talk to me (serioulsy...that's just depressing :|). Like I said, one hell of a night :D.