Dancing, bars, drinking, and school

My uncle and cousins played at the Charlies bar in Walker this last Saturday night. They did a wonderful job and everyone was dancing and hollaring. I treasure any moment I get to spend with my cousins, they are so much fun and I love them dearly. As my roommate and I sat there, we were asked if we wanted a "drink" about every five minutes. I guess going to a bar is supposed to be for drinkers and without a glass in front of me, I was fair game. I refused every invitation - I have found drinking to be awful on my senses, I get tired, too wierd, and I don't like it. Once in a while I may have a cutesy drink - Strawberry Margarita or something, but that's it.

We both got asked to dance. Aspen got the cute sober guy, I got some drunk guy that had roman fingers and russian hands. I danced once and that was it. I think way too many drunk guys were around for me to have a good time. I'd much rather be seen as a person than some "thing".

On a good note, I did get most of my homework done this weekend and got to spend some time with my mom. I have all my forms handed in for the R.A. position and for the Graduate position. Wish me luck!