We went to the Lower Deck last night. I don't know what it is about that place, but I never get sick of it. I'd like it if more people were into it though. It would be more fun. And we wouldn't look like such dorks. But you know what? Other people go to other bars all the time. I can name a certain someone who hit the Ale House every single Saturday night without fail for years. So he can't give me hell about going to the Deck all the time. Everyone has their favourite places. I'm just not into going to disgusting places like the Palace where everyone is all sweaty and grinding and 19. It's such a meat market. I like the Lower Deck because I can go and sit and drink beer and it's not scary like the Dome or gross like the Palace.
Anyway, it was Melanie, Michelle, Jenna, Sean, Jennie and I so it was good times with more people than normal, which is just me and Melanie. I've only met Jennie once before. She's cool. She should come around more often. I know her connection to the group was through Sean and he doesn't hang out so much anymore, so I understand why we don't see Jennie. Michelle and Jenna left pretty early. Like, 11:00 early. Sean and Jennie stuck it out a bit longer. But then it ended up the way it always is. Just me and Melanie. Oh well. She got drunk and I agreed to drive her car home. Which was cool. I didn't want to spend the money anyway. Another perk to being sober was being able to fully appreciate the ass crack that was on full display. Lucky me... I need to watch Superman. Not the new one. The classic. I need to do a bit of investigative work. Is the Lois monologue really corny and long and written in rhyme? We shall see.
I got an e-mail from Judith today asking me if I was interested in part-time work in the fall. Weekends or otherwise. What does that even mean, otherwise? I have no idea. The only part-time positions they've always had were just weekends. I said that she'd need to give me a bit more info before I committed to anything. I'm not overly opposed to working there. And part-time won't be bad. I guess we'll see what it is she wants me to do and when she wants me to do it. I'm working there on a Sunday in August. I don't mind. It's just at the desk. But I don't know anyone who works weekends anymore! Eveyrone is gone! It'll be so weird to be there and not know the staff. Oh well. It'll be fine. We'll see what she comes back with.
Time for So You Think You Can Dance!