Wednesday night I went out with some friends from work. We went to this guy's house, I guess he was recently divorced and he had the ultimate bachelor's pad. He had a pool table, a poker table, lots and lots of beer, 2 gorgeous black labrador dogs, and granite countertops. If I could of fucked his house, I would of. I was impressed. Huzzah for his mid-life crisis. I stayed out and played poker, and got pretty drunk. Won 40 bucks with the pokering. I was pleased.
Got invited yesterday to go out once more.. and I said sure! After I got home and got ready, I promptly passed the fuck out at like 6 pm.. didn't wake up till 6:30 am today. I are loser. Gonna give it another shot tonight. My buddy Josh has his wife in town, so I am thinking we should all go do.. something. I dunno. Beer, beer, beer.


*stretch* Ahhhh. My face is all puffy from all the sleep, or I'd give ya'll some goofy pictures. I wonder if I have anything old sitting around.. Hmm. Not at work. Alas.

Alright. 'till next time.