Drink, shot, drank, and a shot...

Friday night. Started at Dallas Nightclub and it was lame. Left there to meet Noah over at Sherlock's. I thought I was at a mechanic's convention with all the tools we saw in there. Liz and Sara told us to meet them downtown, so we left. Downtown means Bar Austin, and that means going to Bar Austin.

I don't need anymore Tuaca for awhile.