Class is done. The test is after lunch, and then I'm outta here!
Still not enough. Dammit.
I fucking hate that guy.
...so much for that.
I found a Ruby Tuesday up here!
I would love to except I hate coffee and I'm a million miles from home.
Things might not be better if they were different, but at least they'd be different.
There are three people I'm not allowed to miss, but I'm doing it anyway. So there, and there, and there.
I came "home" to see three fire trucks and two ambuli in the hotel parking lot. These are almost never a good sign.
Kinda excited to see if I still have a fourth kitty when I get home.
(draft) Cloudy brown. Nice tan head. Aroma of malts and caramel and hops. Fairly thick mouthfeel. Complex flavor of barley and rye with a nice hoppy finish. Damn good.
I found a Chinese place. So at least I won't starve while I'm here. I didn't see any bars yet, though.
This will seem like a very long flight.
At the airport, hoping to stay awake so I don't miss my flight.
I'm not getting any texts, and stupid AT&T's customer service is closed. This sucks.
Now I'm confused.
I think my nap was too long. Now I'll be up all night.
I like neither sluts nor whores.
Now I'm at work and glaring at my phone. Later I need to pack for my trip and glare at my phone. And I hope to have time to go to Jack's and glare at my phone tonight.
I miss my parents. I wish they were still alive.
First time in a million years that I've been in Rich O's on a Saturday night. There are lots of weirdoes here.
I probably shouldn't text her that I'd like to make her vibrate again, right?
Now I'm at Rich O's. ActualGeorge is here!
Had lunch at this Chinese place on Grant Line Rd. It was yummy.