The complexities of waffles.

I am totally awesome at psychology! Got another perfect score on my psych test. I'd say I'm psyched, but that's just such an obviously bad joke that I'm not even gonna go there. I can believe that in a little over a month I'll be graduating with my two year degree. In other good news, I've been invited to the Honors Reception at the college. I have no idea what's going to happen there, but I know that I have to dress up. Yes, this may mean that I have to go out and by a dressy skirt of some sort. Not that I don't own skirts, it's just that none of them are suitable for this kind of thing.

Thursday night was a lot of fun. A little while after I got to bootleggers, I ran into Trent, Dan, and Brian. We hung out for a while before I saw Zmudge and Marie on the dance floor. Pretty much everyone else was next door hanging out. I bounced back and forth between rooms for a while, then Mike got kicked out for god knows what reason. Shortly after that happened, everyone else left for the night. I went over to Frogtown Jonnys with Trent, Dan, and Brian for a bit until they closed around 2 am. Since we were hungry, we went over to Waffle House for some food type stuff. You really shouldn't go to a Waffle House when you want pancakes, it's really not a good idea. Anyway, we had some food and ran into a rather drunk Vinnie. All in all, it was a good night, mostly because I didn't have to get up for anything on Friday so I wasn't worrying about how much sleep I would get.


Brian at Bootleggers:

Seriously, every time you go out you should order a "Red-headed Slut". It's just so damn funny!