So I guess I'll do one of these field report things, haven't done one in awhile, they're such a pain in the ass to write up, but I'll try anyway.
So last night I decided I might as well go out since I didn't have to wake up in the morning. Two of my non-community roomates were thinking of going out too(one of which is a natural), so we all piled into an old ass jeep and decided to hit some spots. First stop we went to was Ra in Plano. Turns out they don't open their doors for business on a Tuesday night. Damn, I like that place. Firewater is way the fuck over on NW Highway. So we're talking about hitting Zen Austin Ranch, but we don't know if they are even open or how busy they are, so we decide to go to Addison. Chauser's is busy tonight, tuesday is their night. But I didn't feel like putting up with
- A small venues like that
- Loud ass area, it sounds like a club in there at that time
- And Asains.
So, we arrive at good old Sherlocks (damn, I am at this place way too fucking much). It seems packed for a Tuesday night. One of my goals tonight was to not drink alcohol (well, at least nothing that I paid for). We walk in, upstairs is pretty dead, a few people here and there eating dinner. Eh. We go downstairs where there is a band playing that is really bad. But What can you expect on a tuesday at Sherlocks? The non natural roomate rolls up to the bar and buys us all a round. I guess I'll drink a little alcohol tonight...if it's free. The other roomate sees a girl he knows from somewhere and starts talking to her, she's probably a 5.
I deceide to go do a round and see what else is up in here. I don't see anything I really like, maybe I should lower my standards here in Addison. I get back to the "posse" and hang out for a bit. The girl that knows the roomate has her cousin come over. She is a blonde 6 and super drunk. She is all over me and the roomate. It really gets kind of annoying, she is talking about dumb stuff and how some Japenesse guy at her table bought her a drink and other stupid things. Hmmm, tonight may be a bust.
Then a 7 comes up to me and is like "hey Justus, you seem to be everywhere that I am at for some odd reason...are you stalking me?" I met this girl at Sherlocks like a month or so ago, and didn't number close her. I seen her again in uptown last friday and now again at Sherlocks. She's obviously a Sherlocks/bar rat. Her friend comes over too, who I think is much cuter, so I think I'll try for this one instead. I can't remember names for shit, this seems to be a big problem. I don't know this girls name, so I introduce her to the roomate to get her name, "hey, this is my roomate ---" and then she says "hey, I'm ----" Well, I instantly forget the name again. I guess I should bring a piece of paper with me and takes notes on names next time I am out. So I am talking to these two girls and I guess I somehow ignore the girl that opened me because she goes back to the table where they were sitting and the cuter friend stays around. I think cuter girl said her name was Meagan, but I forget her name too. I guess that works ok. She talks for a bit, I find out that the cute one is there with her boyfriend and says we should join their table, I tell her I might be over in a little bit, I didn't want to go over right away, for some reason I thought it would come off as needy since we were having a convo when she came over and talked to us.
I talk to some girl at the bar, find out it's her birthday. Move on, do a couple other sets. Nothing really. I am talking to my unoccupied roomate about something and annoying blonde cousin comes back. This time she has a friend. Blonde is all over both of us...what a skank. She is slurring her words and just being an idiot. Then the girl roomate knows starts talking to me and jumps in this pointless conversation that we are having. She asks for directions like 10 times and thinks an intersection has 3 streets. Hmmm, I hope I don't look this stupid after I have been drinking. I am eying the table were the two girls that were talking to me earlier were sitting. It is them two and three guys. The guys don't bother or intimidate me, I love mixed sets. The thing I was worried about was sitting down. The only open seats were on the outside of the group next to two of the guys. I thought it would be very difficult to stay in the group or conversation at that position and I wasn't going to stand and talk to em when they were all seated. The girls also were getting up every so often and dancing on the dance floor while the guys sat there and stared at em. Probably would have been an easy group to control. Every so often she would lead a guy from the table to the floor and other times it would just be her friend and her. Guess that was the boyfriend.
Everyone is drunk so I need to make sure no one left without me since I didn't drive up there myself. I find one of the guys and find out the other has already left with the 5 he was working on. So we are about to jet. I decide I might as well talk to the group of girls from earlier. I go over to the table and the one that opened me kissed me on the cheek out of nowhere (people do weird things when they are drunk). I talk to her for a bit. And the cuter one is standing right there next to me. She asks what I am doing this weekend, I say I haven't figured it out, but will probably be in addison friday night. I grab her number and jet since my ride is waiting for me outside. We get back to the house and the guy that pulled the 5 is waiting outside...he forgot his keys inside earlier so he has no way of getting in the house. Ha, I found that funny.
[color=#6600cc]What I learned/Need to work on[/color]
- I need to work on remembering names better, even sober I can't seem to remember a strangers name.
- I probably should have opened more, if not just for practice. But then again, I'm not sure if opening a girl you don't like is a waste of time.
- Drinking to excess makes you look like an idiot.