Thursday

[pr0digal]

I went to Liquid Cellar.
Mike, Jesse and I drank four pitchers of beer.
Flirted with the cute barmaid.
Drove to Devaney's.
Greyscale rocked.
Danced with cute girl from work.
Drank more.
Took off to Suzanne's.
Drank more.
Gravity Bong.
Drove home.
Cones.
State trooper.
Walked home.
8 miles.
My legs hurt.
Still.