Hey everyone, it's 237am. I went to the bars tonight with my friend Chad and my brother Eric. We played some darts, drank some pitchers, the usual. However, Eric is hitting on this girl named Liz. She's a bartender at a local bar just two doors down from our apt so we are there often. So Chad and I are chilling all night with Eric, Liz and these other girls that she is friends with. This one chick Liz is close to is named Jen. This girl is beautiful so I don't bother hitting on her at all because I decide she is too hot. Chad and the rest end up leaving at 1am and it's just the four of us (Eric, Liz, me, Jen) and we head to another bar. We ended up getting pizza and then getting a cab back to Liz's where I thought maybe shit might get interesting. But Eric and Liz exited and Jen said she was drunk and wanted to go home. So the cab driver dropped her off and we said goodbye, then he dropped me off. Just got in, cracked one last beer. Gonna go to bed soon. Part of me wants to ask Liz for this girl's number, but the larger, more reasonable part of me says not to bother.