At a resort in Welches, Oregon. They don't have a bathtub, but everything else is good. Got my drank on last night with E.F. We got loaded and then I drove us to a real bar after the hotel bar closed. Had another drink with the locals, and then as we were leaving, this random chick who worked at the hotel invited E.F. and me to [redacted] with her in her car. We did. I pretty much controlled myself. Minimal guilt this morning.
Gotta show tonight. Other band's called No Gentlemen. Why is that so familiar?