last night I got pretty hammered. Right after work i went to the Shipper with Glenn, and then we split a 6-pack of MOLSON ULTRA at his house.
Then we went to Broken City. I really like Broken City. It's a fantastic atmosophere, and always good music. The sound there is another story, but I'm not really sure if it's JUST ME, or does it ACTUALLY SOUND BAD? I'm not sure. But whatever, it's still super fun there.
My ears were ringing on the walk home, and the rain was nice. Then I insisted we stop in at 7-11 for a hotdog. It was a delight.
This morning we had a wrestling match in bed. For real. I'm not talking in secret code like "wrestling match" meaning "sex'because we really were fighting. But not punching each other. And it always works for me to play dead, because then his guard is down, and then I strike again! rrrrroooowwwrrr!
twyla.
