It's been a while, blog. I've been "busy" doing a bunch of "stuff" that takes priority over this collection of mish-mashed words and occasional pointless profanity. Not true. I've been having fun though! Everybody likes fun. If you don't like fun, I don't like you. If you don't like fun, you'll probably be alone and die alone, having no fun all along the way.
Here's the recap. It breaks down kind of like this...
Friday! I went to Panico's with Drew, Emily, and Maria. We drank beers. I had some whiskey shots. We left around 10:30pm, made a grilled cheese sandwich or two, and I fell asleep. I'm the life of no party. I'm a big fan of working, relaxing, and then falling asleep with my mouth open. It's just like clockwork on a daily basis. Let's move into the next day, as Friday was pretty uneventful, but pretty nice.
Saturday! I left my debit card at Panico's the night before, which has become some kind of ritual now. I'm really good at forgetting things. I took the bus to Lansdale to get my card, with the intention of going to Exton after that to head to a party with Pat, Kristin, and Kyle. I failed. The train was leaving at kind of a goofy time, and I was going to have to switch up in the city and get to Exton after the party had started. Pat probably wouldn't have cared, but I didn't want to make them late. In retrospect, I should have just made them late. I sat at Panico's and had from lunch, and a few Gin and Cranberry drinks. I got a bit out of line. I didn't mean to do that, but the gin caught up with me quick. I walked from the bar to the bus stop and took the bus home to meet Mike. We left for the party. I got to see Kyle for the first time, and hang out with him for a few minutes and do some baby related stuff. It was pretty cool. Although some of the events of the night are a little bit hazy, I'm pretty sure I almost got run over in their driveway. Oops.
Sunday! I hung out with a guy from work for a few hours and we went to a meeting about the playoff situation for our pool league. We're in! We took 4th place in our league, and our playoff game is scheduled for Thursday night, at our home bar, against a team we just beat. I'm pretty excited... we're going to play well and hopefully walk through this team. Bill and I practiced 9 ball for a bit at night, and I called it an early Sunday. The Family Guy was awesome.
Monday! Work. Pool. Sleep. I couldn't have been more of a giant bore last night. I woke up yesterday not feeling so good, and probably said about 10 words the whole time we were playing. I don't know why I shut down like that sometimes, but I do, and I sort of always have. There's no specific incident that makes it happen, and it all seems to just be at random. I should learn to counteract that with a bunch of energy and force myself to be smiley and happy... I don't get it.
Today. Word. Ugh.
I'm going to listen to the Ergs! and call a bunch of customers. Color me excited. Have fun, that's what fun is there for... jerks.
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