Rah rah, zza zza zzaaaa

I went to the Grawood last night with the intention of maybe having a beer or two, no more. I got all dressed up in my Grawood-best, put on my new headband, and set out with Carlye and Neil. My plan was already altered basically the moment I walked in to the bar. With cover ($5 going to Habitat for Humanity), I got a free Rev. I don't really care for them, but it was free. Once that was finished, I went up to the bar to buy Carlye and I a yard to share. I ran into my friend Justin at the bar and he insisted that he was going to pay for the yard because I "deserve something nice for Valentine's Day". He's a sweetheart. Once that was all done, I went up to buy a drink (obviously the plan to not drink by the wayside), but again I was stopped. Justin's roommate insisted on doing shots. We did two: crispy crunch and a pornstar. And that is the story of how I got loaded accidentally last night. And why I love Valentine's Day, haha.