Country Music Makes Me Want to Dance!

So we went to Sundance (again) Tuesday night. What I didn't realize before (because I was already drunk before I got there) was that beers are 25 cents and double mixed drinks are 50 cents. Like... are you keeeding me?! It was awesome. I had about 3 beers and went to get a mixed drink, and when I came back with my drink everyone informed me that the specials were about to end and that I should get more beer, for good measure. Ed and I went and got more, him holding three, and me holding two, all for ourselves. Needless to say, I line danced. And when I say that I line danced, I mean I watched other people more sober than myself and mimicked their moves about a second behind, so that I was always facing the wrong direction. It was embarassing. However, it didn't seem to stop me...

Bleah!

I'm getting really, really fed up with everything I'm doing lately. I'm working; but I'm not all too sure I like my job. I'm in class; but I KNOW I hate it. I've been going out a lot lately, but it's getting kind of ridiculous, spending all this money and sleeping my entire day away because I've been getting so hungover. I need to get my shit together. I just don't have anything to do sometimes, with my roomates working and everything. Drinking usually seems like the logical option. Which in itself seems really, really ridiculous.

... I can't wait for New York ...