12 days of bartending. Day one.

Day one was less than lackluster; I got someone to cover for me, and instead, met a friend for dinner. After dinner and some cocktails, we retreated from the sleet and drunken masses to my apartment, where there was much Trekking. As in, Star Trek! I'm still muddling through TNG season 5, which is difficult on rented DVDs (already had to return two of them because of cracks and so forth).