I’m back with another adventure. I know it’s been a while but I have had any worth stories to tell you guys. But now I do. So, let me just tell y’all about last weekend’s adventure. Usually I don’t go out twice in a row but last weekend I was feeling like a spring chicken and decided to be about that life. So Friday night, several of my friends and I went down to slums of Adams Morgan to drink and party with the baby ratchets (baby ratchets – people who just
turned 21 or early 22. Before I even got there I was done. I took shots of Patron and Whiskey and chased them down with Hypnotic (-_-)… Lawrd fix it. So we get into the club have fun and nect thing you know I have a whiskey sour, a fireball shot, and I thought that was it, but I was told the next day I had another drink. 
Thankfully by the evening time I was ready to go back out. This time instead of going to the slums my friends and I went what we thought was classy Georgetown. It seem like everybody was doing it for the vine down there. And that’s not all it was homeless man that scared the crap out of me. He was all over the place arguing with people and just doing entirely too much. But anyways walking the streets of Georgetown was nice. 
