I keep hearing about how the hipsters love “dive” bars and drinking dive bar beers, which come in retro cans. OMG! Funnnnn! So last night I told Karen that we should have a girl’s night. She wanted to go see a speaker at the university, something about books or some such so I told her that I would get tickets and we headed downtown.
Of course I had no intention of spending one single second trying not to fall asleep at some boring lecture. I pretended that I had no idea what she was talking about when she brought it up and she actually had the nerve to act angry. She was a real party pooper the rest of the night. I was a lil’ nervous when I saw the place. It didn’t look all that nice, but I bravely put on my hipster eyeglasses and went on in.
The neighborhood even smelled bad! Crazy.
Karen wanted to leave right away but I made her stay. I had the car keys, after all, so it was up to me. We ordered beer in cans, LOL. You will never ever guess who I ran into! Ty was there with a group of guys. They were playing billiards in another room, which is why I didn’t see him right away. Boy, he sure seemed surprised to see me. Maybe it was because I was wearing my cool glasses? Who knows.
Hipster selfie, lol!
What a fun night. Karen had to drive home and she barely said a word the whole way. Oh well. She needs to get over it.
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