What a weekend.

The food at Buca last night was tasty as usual. Parking sucked as usual. And the din was horrible, so much so that many people couldn't hear anything at all. Super sucky. After dinner was dancing and drinks at the Townhouse which has turned into Tuna Taco night on Saturdays. Hung out with new friends and old. Realized why I liked some people so much and got my faux girlfriend mad at me because I stated the obvious (her blouse was low cut) which apparantly everyone else was too busy cooing over her heaving exposed orbs to point out that they were visible to all, friend and foe alike. But that and a response to the bar from St Paul PD for a couple of fighters aside, I had a great time. Good thing to know that fighters and creepy guys get kicked out if you actually take the time to point them out to staff. Yay Townhouse employees.