I Won't Let Things Like Morals Interfere...

AUSAM tonight. Bad part was I had homework due at midnight, and was a page & a half short of finishing it when I had to leave for club. I finished it on time after club though.

Club was... busy.
I got to herd about 30 cats club members to Foy Student Union for the first 30 minutes of club, while Silas handled a scheduling issue with the PR club, who was in OUR reserved room. I think it'll be okay.
Jep, Melissa, and Lindsey all showed. I really don't want Lindsey at club, she's not a University student, her parents don't teach here, and in general, high-schoolers at club is troublesome. But I won't boot her until she causes a disturbance. No antics. I am zero-tolerance for shit this year. I've already had several complaints after just one meeting about Jep, and, considering this isn't the first time he's caused problems, have asked him to not return. Melissa... Fine, whatever. It's just my personal issues. BUT. She calls me "Becky-chan" again, I'm gonna deck her.

I just did a marvelous job of falling down the stairs at the townhouse a few minutes ago. My head, upper back, and butt hurt. (Not that you wanted to know.)

I'm gonna crash now.

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Stupid friggn' bench... Wrong address... Opelika only pickup... Missing parts... Call center closed.... Rrrrrrggggghhhh!

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...mmm I need a good (or just amusing) name for a bar, preferably of Irish or Scottish leanings.
Taking Suggestions.

( Discussion with 'Chelle )