Tonight I went to a bar with my friend, Alaska, to celebrate one of our mutual friend’s birthdays. Alaska and I sat at the bar for about an hour and talked about nursing stuff with our friend, Ashley. We ordered a few drinks. Then, for the second hour of the night, we danced in a dark (dark) un-populated corner of the room. Good times were had by all.
At the end of the second hour, I asked the bartender for my check. The total was for about half of the amount it should have been. And I was all, “AAAAH. I STILL GOT IT.”
Then I went home, snuggled up with my husband and thanked my lucky stars that I don’t have to worry about whether I still have it or not. AAAAH. You know what I mean?