Coconut Hungry....Want Wingy

I left my lunch money at home. I fee like I'm in elementary school, but at least back then the teacher would loan you money. I feel bad asking anyone to loan me some because yesterday I asked everyone around me for a quarter until I had enough to get a soda.

It seems like we have a part every Friday around here, WHY is it the one day we have nothing planned that I leave my wallet at home. I'm so hungry I'm shaking. Assistant is off today and I found a bag of Chex Mix in her desk and ate it at 12:00. Two more hours and I can go home and eat to my heart's content.

The reason I don't have my wallet with me is because I forgot to transfer it from my purse to my tote bag this morning. The reason it was in my purse, and not in my tote bag, is because I went out with my friend Steph last night.

CK was working a promo for a new brand of absinthe and had to dress up like a green fairy. Steph and I went to laugh at her. And to be supportive, of course. And to laugh.

When we got to the bar we were the only customers there. CK and the girl she was working with were chatting with the bar tender. We sat down and joined in the conversation, and took a shot of absinthe. It was pretty gross.

The bartender/owner was a really cool guy and the bar was really nice. It was in an "up-and-coming neighborhood" and had only been open for three months. The owner gave us invitations to his birthday party next weekend and his card. The card described the bar as a "martini bar with a Latin twist." When one of the employees showed up, who happened to be Mexican, Steph asked if he was the "Latin twist."

The bartender kept trying to make us cocktails with the absinthe, none of which turned out any good. One was mixed with something citrusy and was awful. The next was mixed with Bailey's and chocolate and was so strong a tiny sip made my chest burn.

Eventually more people came and after a few apple pie shots Steph and I headed home.

Probably not a good idea to drink and then not eat the next day.