The weekend in which we almost bowled

We were supposed to go bowling this weekend. Twice. Last night we were going to do it as part of pinkfaeriestars' birthday, but Mel and I wound up leaving thanks to the extremely rude, unhelpful bowling alley staff. To say nothing of it being the most ridiculously overpriced bowling alley I've ever seen. Tonight we were supposed to go to zombiecowboy's annual birthday bowling party, but the blanket of snow which fell upon the city made driving all the way down to where the party was an extremely bad idea. So instead Mel and I are spending the night in the warm toastiness of our apartment playing video games. It's nice, but it's kind of disheartening to think I'm just not meant to bowl.