Adventures
Jun 13th, 2007 by Ionia
(12:37:49) Me: had more adventure last night than I planned for :P
(12:37:59) Friend: yeah? the birthday party?
(12:38:04) Me: yeah
(12:38:16) Me: it got to be around 12ish and I figured it would be a good time to head home
(12:38:29) Friend: and then you took two of the strippers home
(12:38:30) Friend: …
(12:38:35) Me: so I wish the birthday guy happy birthday and walk back to the light rail station
(12:38:43) Me: lol
(12:39:13) Me: wait for the train and get screwed out of a couple bucks because the damn machine doesn’t want to give me change for a $20 (only thing I’ve got)
(12:39:24) Friend: nice
(12:39:30) Me: get on the train when it shows up and figure I’m home free
(12:39:34) Me: but no
(12:39:38) Friend: lol
(12:40:03) Me: the train goes a few stops and then the operator says “this stop is blahblahblah, also this train is going out of service at this stop, so everyone needs to get off”
(12:40:11) Me: commence cursing
(12:40:19) Friend: ha
(12:40:37) Me: so I get off and think “well, whatever, maybe I can just walk the rest of the way”
(12:41:15) Me: take a look at the map, it looks like it’s about 6 miles from my destination so while it won’t be fun, it probably won’t take all night and I can just show up late to work
(12:41:43) Friend: ha, yeah
(12:42:01) Friend: that’s when the stipper-mobile gave you a “ride” home?
(12:42:09) Me: walk for a little ways and discover there is no way to continue following the train tracks unless I want to climb a barbed wire fence or walk on the tracks themselves, neither of which sounds like a good idea
(12:42:18) Me: :P
(12:42:28) Friend: yeah
(12:42:43) Me: so I take a little detour, start walking along a street that goes parallel to a highway that I know will take me where I want to go
(12:42:57) Me: hit another spot where there’s no way to continue
(12:43:33) Friend: ha
(12:43:49) Me: start to detour around it again, but by this point I’m figuring that the entire trek back will be like this and will actually take like 12 hours instead of the planned 2-2 and a half
(12:44:07) Me: so I walk alllllll the way back
(12:44:29) Me: follow the train tracks back to the stop near the bar, with a few more minor detours
(12:44:48) Me: wander up to the bar hoping some people are still there
(12:45:23) Me: and fortunately I made it there 15 minutes or so before the bar closed at 2am and a few remaining people are getting kicked out
(12:45:59) Me: bummed a ride in a cab with some of them back to the office where my car is, drive home and finally go to sleep around 3ish
(12:46:12) Friend: lol
(12:46:23) Friend: where the stippers were waiting
(12:47:06) Me: of course, as soon as I get home, I realize I have a postmortem meeting with the CTO at 10am the next morning so I can’t really show up that late
(12:47:12) Me: and cry myself to sleep :(
(12:47:19) Me: for like 3 hours
(12:47:23) Me: weeee
(12:47:35) Friend: well that sucks
(12:47:46) Me: I’m in surprisingly good shape considering the circumstances, though
(12:48:03) Friend: yeah
(12:48:13) Me: and I didn’t get shot wandering around downtown Baltimore at 2 in the morning by myself either
(12:48:17) Me: so things turned out ok
(12:48:20) Friend: that’s good
(12:48:38) Friend: no strippers are pregnant with little philipes
(12:48:41) Friend: also good
(12:49:06) Me: heh
(12:49:34) Me: yeah, clearly not a singles bar :P
(12:50:13) Me: but whatever, it was mostly fun and I got a decent story of me being stupid out of it
(12:50:38) Me: the weirdest thing, I think, was the wandering around on my own part
(12:51:02) Me: occasionally I would walk past somebody and I think basically everyone said some sort of greeting
(12:51:13) Me: which was pretty surreal for it being 2 in the morning
(12:51:33) Friend: ha, yeah
(12:51:34) Me: it felt kind of like Fable when you walk around town and everybody is like “Hey, it’s Chicken Chaser!” or whatever
(12:51:46) Friend: ha
(12:51:48) Me: except they didn’t call me chicken chaser, but you get the idea
(12:52:50) Friend: it’d be funny if they did
(12:52:54) Me: haha yeah
Drinking is bad for you.