Just Another Thursday Night In Nashville

Tonight was a random good time. Went to some lofts (which were flippin' sweet) where J's friend was doing a set. I didn't really know what to expect...is it someones home? Is it a club? We got there and realized it was in someone's loft apt...this dude, who J & I decided is a closet wanna-be superstar musician, tricked out his pad with a ton of high class lights and set up a stage. He throws parties and invites a few select people to come and play. The dude who sang the song that goes, "this is the story of a girl, who cried a river and drowned the whole world", was there...and I gladly sang along. I don't remember his name, nor do I know the title of the song. It might be, "Story of A Girl". Yes, let's say that's what it is. At any rate, some other peeps sang some tunes and fun was had by all.

Next we went to the Bridge Bar, I think that's the name, where a few friends were schmoooooozing. Right when we walked into the bar, which is in a skyway btw and is pretty cool, we both felt gross and wanted to leave. Everyone was soooooooo fake and sleezy and it made me want to vomit. The women were fake and the men were creepsters, and it seemed as tho everyone was just out to kiss major butt. And if you couldn't do anything for them, they wanted nothing to do with ya. I have no idea who anyone was or what they did, and I did not give a crap. We literally said hi to the friends that were there and turned around and walked out without even saying bye. Hehehe that's one of the reasons I love J.

After venting about that joint the whole walk to the next bar, we were ready to let loose. (Not THAT loose tho...remember, we have to get up early to look at the house..) We walked up to the door of a place called Legends, and we were hit with the usual "HEY YA'LL!" by a chick sitting at the door. "hi, hi, yeah how are ya." We started walking past her when she whiped out her fancy clipboard and asked if we're on the guest list. No, BUT WE DIDN'T WANNA COME IN HERE ANYWAY!! :P So we proceeded to walk around the corner and noticed some tour buses outside the main lil' touristy bars so we went in a random one, which totally sucked, and we snuck out the back. We walked down the alley to The Stage, which we were at last week, and got right in. (The doorman always remembers J cause his driver's liscense picture is so funny...classic.) We walked in upstairs and J realized that Jamey Johnson is playing a free show! Shibby! He also noticed that half the people in the bar don't really give a crap cause they're too busy schmoooooozing. ::sigh:: so we decided to take advantage of this rare event and go down on the floor, where we ended up right in front. It was awesome. And totally free. I wished my sister could have been there to enjoy the rockin show. J & I tried to catch some guitar picks, but got trampled by some crazy drunk chicks. Ohh well, maybe next time.

P.S. The house is super cute and we're waiting til' Sunday to hear if we get to move in...which will be totally sweet, as the other 3 roomies seem to have banished us from their lives. I maintain that all of them need to get some lady friends to keep them entertained, but I think they fear change. If that's the case, they must be terrified of my presence.