Talk about pathetic. I drove tonight to a bar on the water where I sat in the shadows and took pictures like a stalker. They were awful. I almost stopped where a man was crabbing but that would be weird. I had to slam on my brakes to stop from hitting a raccoon on the way home. But in reality, this is my nightlife - I am listening to House of Tyneford on my phone, drinking tea in Carly's room.