I went to a bar last night. True story! I bet none of my friends have done that, and they're already 3.
Okay, they didn't let me drink anything stronger than water, even though it was in L.A., where Britney and Lindsay are always getting smashed. But I got to soak up the atmosphere. The grown-up conversation was boring, so I watched my Kipper video on a portable player. Now if I can only sneak back in here on my own, get some fake ID and...