ok, so this is a week late. whatever!

Migraines and dance clubs don't mix. Except for the part where we weren't even AT a dance club. We were at a cigar bar. A nice, mellow, uncrowded, generally un-loud place. But not this past Saturday night. Oh, no. I tried to stay as long as I could, but by midnight I was sure my ears were going to bleed and my left eye was about to burst. So Shawn and I came back home and Monkey stayed out with Ravi and he drove her home afterwards.But I was determined to take pictures, darnitall!!