Last night slowly turned into a very odd night. I can't quite put my finger on it, though it was partly because I was tired.
At least I assume that's why I made decisions that had both 
timenchanter and cekyr0 calling me an asshole from across the bar. Actually, Alex made sure to specify that I was a bastard asshole.
It's not true, though. My parents had been married for 13 years when they had me.
I even got some harsh words from kizmet100. Well, harsh like "You're not picking songs well tonight." Maggie doesn't really do "harsh."
When trivialt showed up, I said hi, then completely forgot about him until he came up to ask why he wasn't in the rotation.
Then there were the girls. I don't know where they came from, but we were invaded by Diana's birthday party. A bunch of 20-something very cute, very straight, and shortly very drunk girls.
Yes, the bar did well last night.
It's also the very first time I've had a cute, drunk, young thing stagger up to me and loudly ask for a song while I was singing.
Still, all-in-all, everyone seemed to have a good time. I ran until 2:00, and then we did our best to herd them out the door. This was actually easier than I expected, so by 2:10 I believe we had the doors shut.
Afterward, Timmie and I went out to Carrows for some late-night nutrition.
Then home, and some level of unconsciouness. I did the irritating "Wake up just before noon" thing again today, but was able to get myself back to sleep by 2:00.
So I haven't been up for all that long at this point. I'm busy stuffing myself at the Cheesecake Factory, and then we'll see.
In other news, I've now had two successful auctions. I'm of course trying to find other items to sell, too, 'cause $5 every 3 days does not an expansive lifestyle make. The interesting thing is that I seem to be about to get into lamps and home furnishings.
I was going to be selling multi-tools and knives. But the "faux gay" is stronger than I thought...
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