I'm going to miss Rich O's. As much as I hate it sometimes, I'm still going to miss it. Plus, here you can still smoke in bars. In Washington, they have snipers posted to shoot people who smoke. Although I think they just wing you for a first offense.
I just realized that, along with everything else, I'm going to miss Saturnalia.
Going to maybe get my hairs cut, then have a Marzen at Rich O's, then wait
for HatGirl to call me. We're hanging out today because I'm leaving and it
makes us sad.
That was a really stupid question. I'm glad I wasn't the one who asked it.
The problem with airports is that there are people and long lines. Two of my least favorite things.
There's a dude wearing a shirt, with a picture of dice and the words, "Blow me for luck."
I've check out of the hotel. Now, I guess, I'll stick my thumb up my ass for five hours until it's time to go to the airport.
I'd kinda like to find an earlier flight. I think I'll look.
I'm sharing the bar with the hair club for men.
Hoegarden (with fruit wedge)
Stella (straight from the bottle)
Then, four people drinking Bud Light from the bottle.
Chinese for dinner.
(draft) Clear dark amber, with a decent tan head. Aroma of roasted coffee and malts. Flavor mostly of roasted malts. Good.
Every girl here, depending on whether she's wearing glasses or not, is reminding me of either HatGirl or LaptopGirl. I think this means that I've been away from home for too long.
Last night, right before I went to sleep, there was nothing. Everything cancelled out. I want that again, I think.
I'm doing this wrong. Way wrong.
This time zone is messing with my head.
I stand corrected. it's not XX, it's XXI. They have an old tap. Still OMG though.
Turns out that the beer I paid $10 for Sunday was mispriced. The real price is $28. Still totally worth it, but I'm glad I won that money this morning.