the liz and i got to the bar at about 5pm, plonked ourselves down in a massive booth and ordered a drink. after about an hour the pretty ballerina ("PB") arrived, ordered a drink and asked where the hell everyone else was. then her fee-ons-ay arrived and, for reasons beyond my comprehension, refused to take off his coat. ian arrived next. we asked our waitress "claudine" for more beers and some food. eventually the sooz and her new man (who everyone but me decided was trying too hard) staggered in full of apologies. sooz was already drunk and was having a hard time concealing this fact..particularly when she knocked a full glass of beer all over the table. at this point the PB, who is generally very vocally active, stopped talking. not long after that she left with her man (who didn't have to worry about putting his coat back on since he never took it off) and it was just the two couples and liz (who was sending text messages to her ever absent boyfriend under the table). by 8.30pm we had got the check and were on our way home.
i think maybe i missed the conversation where we decided that we all wanted to be home by 9pm and the incident that made the PB so unlike her usual bubbly self.
10:36 a.m. - March 29, 2003
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