my evening by the numbers......
number of miles driven round trip: apprx. 200
number of guys hanging out car windows yelling at me: 2
number of people I really don't like that I saw there: 7
number of people there I saw that I do like: 3 (and one of them I had brought with me but I did see her there)
number of drinks consumed: 1
number of songs I recognized: 3
number of times Jen assured me she had my back: 3
weight of tension in the room: 3000lbs
number of times Jymm told the "when I go to Vegas I make lots of money then I get drunk black out and lose the money story": 3
number of times Jymm pulled the cop out "you're my friend she's my friend": 4
number of catty remarks to leave my mouth: 1 billion
number of known psychos in attendance: 2
number of referrences to my car being stolen: 3
number of ties I wondered why I went: 1 trillion
number of "oh my good what is she doing here?" looks shot in my direction: 4
number of seconds elasped after the band finished before we were out the door: 5
an actual semi description of what happened last night....
long drive, very akward run in with Jymm.... I don't know about that. he was so uncomfortable I was there. oh well. he'll find out soon enough that when she's around it's hard to be his friend.
it was cool to observe them all from a distance. I wondered why I was ever involved with these people, and I'm so glad I took the friends I have from it and got rid of the rest. pathetic clawing losers despertae to be "in" on something. I'm ashamed I was ever one of them. ugh.