Gail (gailmarie) wrote,

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I'm a street light shining, I'm a white light blinding bright

Woo. Tonight rocked.

Counselor dinner was pretty boring, but 14 of 16 came, which rocked. Trax was meh. Big watering hole for the well-to-do rich folks of Deerfield.

Then everyone split up to go their separate ways and Candace and I went with Mo, Leslie (two of our bosses), Matt and Bobby to Ram for drinks. Initially we were sitting in the bar section and got kicked out because Candace and I are only 18. So we went to sit in the "dining section" and just drank there. The waitress carded everyone, but Leslie just ordered me drinks. Candace doesn't drink, so she was the only sober one by the end. The Ram has $2 twisted teas on Thursdays, so the bill was only $20, which was awesome. I had about 3 and a half drinks because if someone didn't finish theirs, Leslie would be like "Gail! Chug it!!" And I did because I can hold alcohol well. Matt, who thought I was a prude dork before, now admitted that I'm fun when I lighten up. He's an idiot, but I appreciated the half-complement.

At 10:30, the 4 over 21 folks headed to The Cubby Bear and Candace and I had to leave 'cause we wouldn't be able to get in. So i started calling random folks to see if anything was up for tonight, while Candace drove to Barnes and Noble...the only place still open. It was handy cause I had to buy maps of Seattle anyway. Then Allie called me back and I talked to her while wandering around B&N. It was funny.

Now I'm home. Eating Triscuits, hoping that my stomach doesn't decide to revolt and really hoping that my head doesn't explode tomorrow morning. Half of our room will be hung over and it's going to be up to Roxie (the dumbass) to run shit. HAHAHAHHA! Good thing candace has the sense to stay sober.

Oh, and Leslie called my sister Fayanne earlier in the evening right after dinner to yell at her for not having a fake ID for me. Or giving me one of her old IDs. It was so funny cause Leslie was starting to get wasted at dinner, and by the time we were drinking at the RAM, she was gone. It was hilarious.

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