I probably spilt more worth of stuff than a small country's turnover is in a year.
Amongst other things I broke not one, but two glasses.
I even "accidently" started an ice war from across the bar with Mel.
Eventually I gave up and let Chris go back to doing his job -- he's much better at it than I am.
This will probably be my last update until either late Sunday night or Monday..this girl is leaving tomorrow for a weekend camp in Horicon for Drum Corps. It's not that I wouldn't love to stay and provide you pooper scoopers with a few consecutive paragraphs of entertainment over the weekend, it's just that I need to step it up and get some major practice time in ASAP. Pray that I don't, die..or something.
So call me, text me, anything that will make me feel someone connected to the outside world since I'll be spending two nights and three days in a high school gym. I'll love you long time, promise.
PeeEss: There's this random beeping noise in my room and I can't, for the love of me, figure out what it is, but it's really distracting for a girl with a short attention span.
Quote of the night:
Chris: You wanna blow something?! Well it ain't gonna be over the counter!
Unless I'm standing on it!
Greatest bartender EVER. End of story.