Ah, it’s good to see everyone else is having a good time, while I’m here all by myself on a beautiful, warm Friday night after getting ditched by the Big Man so he could go out for a night of football and beers with his buddies. Not that I’m bitter or anything. Oh no, not at all! (Sorry, didn’t mean to be a wet blanket on the party. Or maybe I did. Maybe I’m a vindictive bag after all! Woo hoo! I’m so bad! And I don’t have much clothes on, either!)
It’s approx 1:25 Local here, and I just got home. . .
Tonight was a “light” one for me. I was driving, so I only had six or so in a couple hours. . .
I seem to be still in one piece (no broken bones or anything), and nobody seems to be pounding at my door. Must have been a relatively normal or even a completely boring night. . .
Tripler
We’ll find out 4 hours from now just how boring it was. . .
I am incapable of posting anything of merit.
It’s actually my drink, but I’m willing to share. 
Demo and I will get fucked up together someday. 'Cept I don’t think I can make it to LA. Still hoping though.
3:24 am. Still sober. Not a pretty sight.
Around 20 hours and 35 minutes until my 40th birthday. I need a drink now, damnit!
Hey, with the time difference it’s now Saturday Night Drinking Club here!
Raises his Gin and Tonic and starts it off again.
Approx. 2:40am and I haven’t been sober for three days. Imagine that.
Happy Birthday, Tenar.
Hey, with the time difference it’s now Saturday Night Drinking Club here!
Raises his Gin and Tonic and starts it off again.
Oh. My head. Mommy.
Thank god I only posted a few times last night. Once I woke up this morning I had to check to make sure I didn’t poster some Homeresque dissertation on flying turtles and the nice smell of wax paper on humid monday afternoons in Antarctica.
Happy birthday Tenar.
Well, the only good activity after a day of drinking…is to go to a brewery! Woooo!
I’m heading up to Fort Collins, to visit the New Belgium Brewing Co. My brain thanks you for speaking quietly.
I’ll do whatever I can to help make zyzzyva cool, but I’ve got to admit–I only ride to the bar so that I don’t drive drunk! (Plus, okay, around here it is cool to ride your bike to the bar an I’ll I wants to do is be cool in fit in!)
Shoulda seen me last night. I couldn’t have handled a computer if it jumped at me from the bar.
Demo: we’ll down a few SoCo’s in Cali. Deal. 
Yeehaw!
I am just envisioning my suitcase getting heavier and heavier…
Oh screw it, who needs clothes anyway? I’m just bringing liquor!