What. The. Holy. Freak.
You know there is something wrong when you have to kick a potentially underage female and a definitely way-over-the-age male out a bedroom that belongs to a boy that is less than the legal drinking age.

Seriously Prey on women your own age. Don't get bent out of shape when I call you a "friend" even though I don't remember what your name is or have your wingman talk to me because you're still gross.

I am happy that my bartending skills came in handy tonight. I never knew having a drink made too strong would be a problem since that was always the last thing I had a problem with. I think we are all getting old but I am still happy that my drinks not only were copied but that they were enjoyed immensely.

I have way too many thoughts going in my mind but I am going to take my girl's advice and not think about it too much...but I can't help it. I want to tell these 18 year old girls I run into a thing or two about the lifestyle they think want to lead. I want to tell them it's not what they think it is nor do they have any idea what it is they think they are getting themselves into. They have absolutely no clue and that is precisely what worries me. They think it is all gilt, glamour and glitter but they have no clue that it's really made up of smoke and mirrors.....and I don't think they want to know. I think they think it belongs in the category of "any publicity is good publicity" and "Any attention is good attention...you know. Like Paris Hilton". I don't think they realize that the World has moved on in ways they don't even understand.

I wish they could see what I see and know what I know but I suppose that is something they can only learn through experience which is too sad so sad because I think they could do learning a thing or three.