Well, that was a big fat waste of my time.

I was so damn bored that I wanted to just spit. (I don't know what that means, but it sounded good.) I went to two places and they were both dead. The bartender guy at one place was nice, but he works on tips so I don't know how to take him. Then, a huge pimped out guy was being very attentive, but I don't like the hours. It was stupid to go out on a Wednesday night and think there would be more than five people out at a sportsbar, esepcially when there really aren't any good sports going on right now.

And you know what? I had my father's car and I felt guilty just driving it TO a bar, much less driving home in it after drinking two beers. What is it about parents? I will be 50 years old in 4 years and I was worried that he would somehow find out. One night when he was staying here, I went to a friends house. This friend has a chronic illness and is bedbound. I sat with her one evening watching movies and came home at about 1 am. My father had locked me out of my own house! I had the keys but he put on the dead bolt on one door and the hook latch on the other. I got in, but I had to tippy-toe into my room just in case dad wanted to "talk". MY HOUSE, MY AGE, and he still wants me in at a decent hour. Jeez.

Well, I am up early because I have to go do that shoot today. the lady called yesterday to ask if I had any nurses uniforms. Yeah, I do. So I am going to take a shower and BRUSH MY TEETH (all of them) and be on my way. When I get home, I will tell you all about what this shoot is, I still don't know. Hope your day is going well, see ya later.

Meg