Two letters...so many options...

So I went to Voltage last night...it was packed to the rafters with uber-stylish people (many of them taking themselves way too seriously) but was overall a good time. Ran into some peeps that I haven't seen in years (literally) which is always funny. It's kind of that awkward...oh hey! How are you? What have you been up to? You look great! I love your hair...have you talked to so-and-so lately? No - me neither...

I'm good at chit-chat; I might even be the queen of chit-chat...but last night something was distracting me...maybe it was MC/VL cranked...maybe it was that I was trying to pay attention to Jamiel and Quang at the same time as these chit-chats...but I wasn't on my A-game. So, if I ran into you and seemed a bit distracted let me take this time to apologize.

Anyway...so I send a text message to my good friend Sam around 11pm that reads, "How do you feel about an ap?" The response was something like, "Feeling it" - so I get hyped. A Wednesday night AP? Sounds good to me. I proceed with the rest of my evening which includes meeting up with some friends for a lovely glass (or two) of wine at Town Talk and this is where acronyms all fall apart.

ap in Sam's mind means appetizers. hmmm. Pretty sure apps is an acceptable short hand for appetizers. ap? NO.
A.P. is what he claims would have been clear. Or A P - but not ap.
A.P. could also mean: Associated Press, Advanced Placement, After Penetration, Adult Penetration, Animal Planet...there are tons of possibilities...and we talked about many of them.

Needless to say, we didn't go to the ap/AP/A.P./A P - and we didn't even get an appetizer.
Wack.
This is pretty craze.