What should have been a good day, with great plans and some priceless words, turned into the worst night...sitting at a hot bar, not drinking, alone, miserable and counting down the seconds till we could leave. But I realized that I am getting older and I am done with going out and drinking all the time, tired of the scene, tired of seeing my ex every time I go out and just tired. I think Vanessa has finally grown up and is settling down, ready to stay put somewhere, ready to have a family..and of course I'll always be me, a social drinker who loves to have fun but in moderation now.