On Friday night, one person was stupid, and another person was mean.
Yet another person, I'm convinced, continued to avoid me. Not that I blame her.
It's like there was a secret meeting wherein these people all got together and worked out the best way to give me a disappointing and shitty night.
Also, I had three Rogue Chocolate Stouts (696).
Also, I went to White Castle.
And now I'm going to Cleveland.
Which was I? Was I mean?
It was good to see you in there. Sorry I don't stop by much. Work has been REALLy busy this week, and I have my super-dog to care for. :)
posted by: TwistedNoggin | July 2, 2006 1:14 PM
Yes, you were mean. Honest, but mean.
posted by: dave | August 22, 2006 2:58 AM