Jana To The Rescue

Of course this weekend went by way too fast. Sunday is my favorite day of the week, but I have a hard time enjoying it when I know that I have to be at work at 7:

Although it is good to get a change of scenery, there is a price to pay with that. Here are a few reasons why we shouldn't go to other bars:
1. The bartender should not have to ask what you want to drink.
2. The bartender should not have to ask when you want another drink.
3. When you order a So Co and lime, you do not want So Co with a lime slice on top.
4. Cold Sam Buca is not chilled.
5. The highlight of this bar was a guy dropping a quarter into a jar for free shots.
6. This particular bar did not have a dartboard.
7. They also did not have Bell Biv Devoe on the jukebox.
8. People looked at us like we look at strangers in our bar.
9. They don't take credit/debit cards.
Cara has informed me not to ask her to go to another bar again. She will not be offended if I just say, "I'm going (insert different place). See you later!" She has also informed me that she does not like Barboursville. I admit, it does get a little redneck, but it can be fun!


I honestly had no idea this was going on, but it's a funny picture.
On a different note, it was a sad weekend for one of my good friends and when my friends are sad, I am too. She called me Friday and I knew something was wrong when her message started out, "I may need you this evening." I knew exactly what is was, but I wished it were something else. Tha'ts right, her boyfriend broke up with her the evening before and I needed to come to the rescue. So most of my weekend was spent trying to cheer her up, but I don't think I was successful. I'm not good with relationships myself so I'm not sure how I could help in this situation. Hopefully I helped her out and made it a little easier. She may not know this, but I learned a few things from her too. She also helped me come back to my senses and realize being single is not too bad of a deal. Is it really worth putting all your effort into something that will possibly end? Sometimes I think yes, but after seeing her this weekend, I say no. Maybe that's my problem. Quite frankly I enjoy being single and I know that when it is the right time I will be ready for a relationship. Hopefuly she's going to be fine, but I hate for my friends to be upset. I would much rather be the one that's upset.
By the way Brett, I love your idea for trivia on the blog!
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You are never short of good stories! It looks like I'll have to dust off my camera in order to stay in the Blog Wars. Enjoy the trivia.
OK, I now realize that picture may not be as funny as it makes me look like a slut. I'm really not representing myself well, am I?
I love that story about Capital City Gold. Memories...Do you remember that I was stuck outside on the street by myself until Bryce or Jeremy or one of those boys (I can't remember exactly) came to save me? Crazy nights...
I do now. Damn boys! They just leave you on the street when there are strippers involved.
Don't make fun of b'ville bitch.
Please don't ever use this blue color letters ever again. I'm blind!
Sorry Lisa! I'll try not to use it, but blue is my favorite color so I can't promise anything.
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