I digress. Back to the sweet partying.
The only thing lacking in last night's fun was the music. I could have sworn that the band they got was a Dave Matthwes cover band. And what's worse, they went over really well with everyone. There was even a fucking electric violin! How's a body supposed to smash bottles on the floor and fall down the stairs to that? Last time I was there they had this awesome Bob Seeger-type outfit playing, who attracted all the right people (if you know what I mean).
Rachel and I went out for our weekly record spree ritual today. I picked up "Drinkin'", the first in a four-album Merle Haggard set. Now, I just need to get "Cheatin'", "Hurtin'", and "Prison", and my break-up soundtrack will be complete. On the back of the CD, it says "Collect all four and enjoy the pain".
Thank you, I will.