Why hello, makeshift Friday! I sure hope everything has met or exceeded your expectations for this short week. Myself? Oh, thanks for asking. I've had better weeks, but in comparison I've got no reasons to complain. It's been beautiful out as far as the weather goes, I've been eating well, sleeping well, and generally having some pretty comfortable days.
Let's see if I can recap what's been happening with this guy since Sunday night. I'm sure there's zany stories, comedic mishaps, and more plot twists and suspense than you can shake a stick at. Actually... I think this has been a really boring week, and I'm kind of stoked for some weekend excitement.
Monday. Work. No fun. I went out Monday night to watch Off With Their Heads play in Fishtown. It was a good night. I headed to the bar with Drew late Friday afternoon and had a couple of beers and a couple of whiskey shots then I hopped on the bus and headed home. I took a pint of whiskey with me to the show and made a few drinks with my good buddy THE FLASK. I watched the first band, which wasn't terrible, it was a bit screamy for my taste, but I'd go see them again without much hesitation. The second band? You might be able to help me out with those details. I headed up to the bar at the corner of Frankfort and... something. I got trapped in a conversation with a 43 year old woman named Kimberly. Kimberly most certainly asked me if I was coming back to the bar after OWTH. I promptly finished the remainder of my beer and left. I wasn't too comfortable.
Tuesday! Late for work! No fun. I left work around 4pm and went and shot pool with Brandon for a couple of hours. I came home and ate everything I possibly could. I had a steak with mashed potatoes and sauteed mushrooms, and later in the night enjoyed a chicken breast stuffed with provolone and ham. I went to bed in somewhat of a food coma, and slept like a champion for the remainder of the evening.
Wednesday! Yesterday! Work! No fun. I came in around 6:45am and abruptly realized that I was under the gun to get things wrapped up so Mike could have a laid back day on Friday (my day off). I worked until 5pm last night and went home and did nothing. I hung out with Mike for a while and watched the Cubbies lose to the goddamn Cardinals 2-1. The Cubs always make it interesting at the end of the game and last night was no exception. They ended the game on a Reed Johnson strikeout with runners on the corners. So close.
Thursday! Now! Work! No fun. I've got little to no desk work to do today, and I couldn't be more stoked about that. I'm going to listen to music, and pull product for the duration of my day. I'll probably stay late so I can get caught up on everything that needs some polishing prior to me leaving and giving my job up to Mike for a Friday. I want him to have a nice relaxing stress free day, but knowing Mike, that's not really possible. Hopefully he can get a bunch of stuff taken care of, and not really have to worry about what it is that I do. We'll see.
Maybe I'll update tomorrow. I've been slacking lately and I need to get better about logging thoughts in this here blog. Tomorrow, I'm waking up late, going on a walk, taking Chuck out to lunch for his last day at WWS, and then maybe headed out to happy hour. Of course, depending on how things go in one facet or another it might just be "hour", it could be running low on "happy". Or, i might just go home after lunch and do nothing... it's all variant on the plans of my friends. Drew is having some birthday shenanigans tomorrow and I'd like to see him have a good time... he needs that.
Sunday is Drew's "Old School Cookout". I'm going with the flat top and Adidas sneakers... perhaps a fun hat, or my Color Me Badd shirt. I really wish I owned all this shit and could pull it off... but I think even if I tried, I could wind up buried in a shallow grave in Telford, PA. Not my resting place of choice... I'd prefer under 2nd base at Wrigley Field, or being stuffed and mounted on the wall at the Indian. Neither one of those is really an option... actually... the latter is probably more then achievable.
This is what happens when I don't post as often... I can't shut up. BLAAAAAAAAHG!
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