There are people that I’m fortunate to know and fortunate to be able to chill with are always a fun time when we go out. That’s probably why I still spend $150 easy per night at a bar. That’s probably why I still get drunk. That’s probably why I still update this blog telling friends about how I spend $150 a night and get drunk.
This time around, I had the pleasure of hanging out with some good High School friends, a good SF friend, and a few good LA friends. And when the liquor starts flowing, the insanity just begins to rear it’s ugly but lovable face. There’s only a couple pictures from the night since I didn’t have my own camera, but I challenge you to figure out at what exact time of the night I start becoming smashed (hint, it was pretty early on). And Heather didn’t even yak on my pants this time around! But I did get “saved” from and was prohibited to talk to Heather by my venerable yet very confused coworker when she mistook Heather for being a more recent ex-gf. At least you tried Julie. At least you tried.
