Baseball has arrived. I'll be going up to the bar again by myself for the White Sox opener, but that's okay. Its at 2 in the afternoon. Yeah, I just said its better to go to the bar alone in the afternoon then at night. I'm a messed up child. But that's okay, because its baseball and it was past fucking due for this to begin. I feel good about the ChiSox, I feel even better that the Cubs will find a way to ruin their season. I feel very strongly about this: the Cubs will fuck up.

Friday I got hammered and was in bed by 12.15 pm. There are just some nights where something tells me to go home. I usually ignore that and keep drinking. I always regret it. So I went home this time. Next time, I'm staying out. Because I need more material to write on, and me having an awful night is always good for some laughs.

Saturday was my high school reunion. Hello creepy people. Oh, are you still an ass? Cool. Hey, I remember you, oh wait, you're an ass now? Ahh, cool. I sure am glad NONE OF MY FUCKING FRIENDS ARE HERE. Thanks Joe, Paul, Mike, John and about 20 other people who I could have quite easily talked to all night. But, they were smart and did not show up. I wish I was smart. I did run into some cool people, and that was good. But for the most part it was awful. We're talking 5 hours of awful. And I'm not even totally sure why, but I think its because the people who were socially inept in high school but who I liked an intense amount, are still just as socially inept, but they seem to have forgotten it. So the trip to the bar with these people afterwards? Yeah, painfully painful. I was actually trying to figure out a way to hide in my hat. Although Newman was there, and he is cool, he was also incomprehensibly drunk and asleep. Not much use there.

Sunday was the usual trip to Crossing and the Coffeeshop. Haji and Koby were there. So we got down with the coffee that has cocaine as a major additive and the three way palace. And it was good. And no, I didn't go to work today. So yes, that's 5 days in a row, including the weekend, that I have not gone into work. I'm really starting to dig this job.
- posted by Pat @ 1:05 PM