Boneheaded

So the plan was to go to Alero Saturday night, and I was down with that, so much so that I got all cute and headed downtown and even found an awesome park, which is unheard of near Adams Morgan on a Saturday night (or any night). But I forgot one thing! My ID. I'd left in my pocket from the night before. Deja'vu. Haven't I been here before? So my friend took pity on me and we ended up going to the Cheesecake factory, since I didn't feel like begging people to let me inside all night. Even still, I had a nice time. But I think I am going to leave the license in the ipod case, because that seems to be the one constant in my life these days.