Well, this was my weekend to have a night out, and guess what? I ended up going home by 10 on Friday. Why? Simply, I was not feeling the “scene”. It was just one of those nights where people are super drunk, and were doing the awkward extremely drunk, close talking. The kind of close talking where your face is covered in whatever they are drinking. Your shoes end up covered in whatever they are drinking as well, due to the spilling factor, because they are laughing hysterically at everything and waving their drink around. Maybe I just needed to get on their level. When I got home, Kinsey was actually surprised. She basically told me that I needed to try again. Whose wife does that? Luckily, there was a concert the next day. It’s some DJ named Kaskade. I like music, and enjoy dancing, but this was music and dancing on steroids. It was a sweat fest. Were there people on drugs? Probably. But to get me to get up and hard-core dance like that for 2 hours, you would have to give me a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart. I won’t hate on him, because he had that place packed, but it was definitely not my kind of music. I think I smelled like ecstasy when I got home… is that even possible? haha. At least I managed to stay out past 10.
And the last episode of The Bachelorette got intense for me. Why? Because I didn’t know where I would watch it. Kinsey decided to throw a watching party with all of her friends and she requested that I not be there. Girls only. I figured I would be able to chill in my room, but I was not granted that liberty due to my priors. What priors? Kinsey says I would not stay in the room the whole time. True. She said I would find it funny to tell them who wins since I knew beforehand. True. She said I would eat too much of their food. True. She said I would end up on the couch watching with them and spewing out my Bachelorette knowledge (which is apparently embarrassing). True. So I walked out, skateboard in hand, and went to her sister’s house, and watched it with her boyfriend. We basically talked about how hilarious that show is, but we did give Jef props, because he is a lil Casanova. The fact that he looks like he is barely out of high school still weirds me out sometimes, but he was the best pick. Then I ran into my final predicament of the night. I didn’t take the darkness into consideration when I skated over there, but I decided to try it, because walking would take too long. I ended up walking 30 seconds later, because I definitely hit some sort of stick, or pothole… I don’t know, it was too dark to tell, and I fell. Oh yeah, it was a curb, because I was sent flying onto some grass and stained my cool white shorts. At least it made all the girls laugh, and by all the girls, I mean Kinsey. Everyone was gone by the time I got home since I walked. ha! Hey, I didn’t get hurt, and that’s all that matters!