awesome is getting your drink on on a school night and waking up tired but NOT hung. Relief.

Went to the usual place, we are getting to be like old men at the local pub, sure it’s dark and kinda dingy and whatnot and sometimes the clientele is questionable; old drunks or young loudmouths but not the kind of douchey loudmouths you find in micro club land Hess Village (SUCH a joke place), more like too drunk or too schizophrenic loud mouth types. That was a super long sentence right there.

so yeah, actually there was a schizophrenic guy there last night, man he was hard to follow, he would interject on every conversation we had basically but go off on these tangents that left you scratching your head, what? He also started to get a bit angry and loudly announced that “some guy is fucking my wife” before slamming his coat down and banging a few chairs. He was a bit slurry too… asked the bartender where the pints he had ordered were after he had already drank them. (drank? drunk? I don’t know but HE was definitely drunk….)

Anyway, such was my life last night. I ate a grilled cheese sandwich with tomato and fries yesterday and that was IT. I am staaarving right now… lunch is almost here and I might have a falafel or something and sushi tonight, exciting. Then… a birthday party and guess where it’s at? Yep…