Ooooff...
So the gf and I decide to check out a different club last night, someplace we'd never been before.
Well... we down a couple drinks before heading out (while watching battlestar galactica of course), get to this small club around midnight. The place is a cutsie basement club, done up to look like an airplane on the inside. Little LCD "windows" with clouds going by. All the waitresses/female bartenders are dressed in naughty flight attendant outfits... Smells a little dank, really crowded.
Well, we discovered a little gem. The bartender has this naughty little stewardess outfit on, boobs just hanging the hell out. Very cute girl. And POURS LIKE A CHAMP! The belvedere and tonics were mostly belvedere. Which is good, because they're pricey as hell.
Anyway, $100 in alcohol later, we stumble out... drunkenly get ourselves some burgers at fuddrukers (at 3:00am).... and pour ourselves back into a cab to go home.
The gf takes a header getting out of the cab and skins her knee... she starts bawling like a 3rd grader over something that's barely bleeding. After I clean it and put a bandaid on it, apparently she went and took a bath.
This morning I found a butter knife by the bathroom. I seem to remember her locking herself in the bathroom and having to open it up.
At 1pm I still have a hangover.