I was drinking last night. Per the norm. Except we went back to Keegan's. I'm not a fan of Keegan's. They charge more, the clientle is old and I don't like the reunion I had there last night. Now, I usually run into people I haven't seen in awhile when I'm drinking, but for some reason, last night was a collection of people I didn't want to see. It was also a collection of people my friends didn't want to see. Unfortuantly we had seats, so I couldn't convince people to go to Rhino's. Becuase that would have been awesome like it always is.

I got the new Guster finally. Mad props to Brian Tracy for that. This album rules. If you don't have it yet, you are dumber than dum. There is no other option.

Went back to the heated driveway last night. This time it was me, Dan(notonthisblog) Shine and Brian Tracy. And a beer. The beer was for me. Sadly, the driveway did not boil off the beer when I poured some onto it. And when we were walking around after the driveway warming we totally pulled a pole outta the ground and hucked it over a fence. We sure are juvenille. It feels good.

Countdown to working continues. I can't effing wait until I'm working. I hate sitting around being bored. I'm actually in a bit of a funk lately. I'm hoping the work will kick me outta that. But I know that I'm not just gonna be able to be like "eh, don't feel like going to afternoon working. Eff it." Like I could in college. The reality check that's gonna kick me in the teeth when I start working is going to be massive. You may feel shockwaves in your standard metropolitan area.

And now, back to the inner monologue of debate over if should call someone, or just go drinking alone. Any votes?
- posted by Pat @ 5:21 PM