Sometimes all I want to do on the weekends is play video games, watch t.v., and eat. Basically be a lazy slob. Other weekends I want to celebrate my youth and party.

Went to this restaurant called The Rock with some friends (and all their boyfriends. *alone*). Had this drink called The Bucket, which a plastic pail generally used for sand, only filled with various rums. When it came time for everyone to pay, one of the boyfriends picks up the group's bill. Sweet!

Had my first visit to the Emerald Queen Casino in Fife. Sucked. We wanted to dance, but the crowd was comprised of people my parents' age. At least my drinks were free.

Spent quality time with Beth, Dave, and Corey last night. Is it possible to enjoy Fetish Night at The Vogue too much? Anyone who's ever gone clubbing with me knows I love dancing, and the fun quotient increases significantly when you wear cool clothes, fact. The supremely smexy guy in fishnet and PVC has nothing to do with how much I like the place. And by nothing, I mean quite a bit.

Edit: I believe I was tagged by a couple of people to do stuff like "My favorite song is," etc. only I can't remember how to make the user names clickable. Since I feel this is a crucial element to this activity, I shall abstain. Awwww sheeeit.