Monday, September 17, 2007

Falling on your ass

Virtually never reflects well on you. I mean, maybe if you've been toppled by a fellow roller girl there's some honor in it. But if you do so as a result of trying to demonstrate your bendiness and then fall off of a barstool, its hopeless. And not for nothing, my butt hurts.

Went to Oktoberfest with my friend Clare. Was remarkably enjoyable. Wish I hadn't bothered to buy the ridiculously overpriced festival Hefe. If only I'd stuck to doing shots in the local dive bars I would have been better served. Got hooted at by some bikers. Life is beautiful in Mt Angel.

Oh, and life is extra beautiful in a clean apartment.

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