Last night was some beer-lariness.
Thank you Streets guy for the 50 cent phrase.
Me and five of my closest comrads went to the Saucer for drinking. We ended up playing an impromptu game of Asshole.
I've noticed how that game has a way of bringing people together. Things didn't really get interesting until Jenn busted out the cards.
The waitress was pretty cool about it; more than happy to keep our glasses full. I lost count somewhere around five beers; I think I had much more than that. We eventually ran up a $80 tab.

I somehow woke up at 530 this morning after having a very odd dream. I haven't been able to get back to sleep since. So we KNOW how productive I'll be at work today. Bah. Four hours and a shower is enough for me. I'm the HARDENED binge drinker.

Lots of exciting things happening this week, most of which I can't talk about for fear of jinxing myself. But things have generally been going well lately. Only one more week before my tattoo heals, and I can stop wearing a stupid plastic bag over it in the shower. The color has remained really dark, I'm impressed there's been very little fading. I'm now debating whether I should start shaving that leg or not, and feeling sorta weird I have to even consider that in the first place. I'm buying a Super Nintendo from Hannah, which can only spell disaster for my productivity. As if being hooked on Mario kart wasn't enough. Now I'll have Super Mario World to worry about too.

On to work.