"I can't tonight."
"Why not?"
"I have to take my friend home and she likes you. Call me tomorrow."
"I'll be out tomorrow."
"Call me when you get home."
"What if I get home late?"
"Call me anyway."

...to be continued.

Vegas rocks, I'm going tomorrow. One of those turn arounds with about 50 of my coworkers. Could be a recipe for disaster... or it could be the best time that I've had in a long time. I love craps but usually hit the table after 2am when the action slows down and it's easier to keep up. I can taste the scotch right now. No more bets please, no more bets...I went snowboarding last week and I fell on my ass and right shoulder some many times I feel like I got tackled by about 20 football players. I'm getting better tho, and I'm jonesing to go back already...maybe next week? This is my first entry so I just wrote what ever was on my mind. I got to go get a haircut now, I look like a fucking hippie.