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Walking in the snow and wind was a bitch this morning. The wind is going to kill me, that is if my weird coughing leads to pneumonia or something. Bite me, mother nature.
Cale's birthday was great. It ended without being uncomfortably drunk, nothing was destroyed and we all went home happy. (judging by that sentence, you must think we're pretty crazy drunks...wellllll)
Dinner went well. One pan of lasagna was gobbled up and my salads slimmed down in their bowls. I realized that there are two Cales. The college Cale and the home Cale. This year, being that Cale's birthday was being celebrated here, I bought him some beer pong balls, a dart board, and a retro barbecue book. These are gifts meant for those broke and/or cold nights when going to the bar is out of the question. So grab a case of cheap beer, play darts and pong. I brought the bar to him.
At the bar, everyone came down, including Jesse and some of the DKO boys. Cale had atleast 20 drinks (consisting of shots, beers, mixed drinks and bombs) and walked around the bar with a grin all night. My old roommate Shelly came down and we bought each other drinks and caught up.
I kept finding money in my pocket so I bought shots of Jack so Pogo and I can stay warm. I don't remember how many I bought, but I everytime I came near the door I was asked, "when are we gonna do another shot? huh huh huh?!"
It was one of those nights I wish would happen more often. When the bar is infiltrated on dollar pint night by your friends. Rowdy. Crazy. Drunk.
Cale's birthday was great. It ended without being uncomfortably drunk, nothing was destroyed and we all went home happy. (judging by that sentence, you must think we're pretty crazy drunks...wellllll)
Dinner went well. One pan of lasagna was gobbled up and my salads slimmed down in their bowls. I realized that there are two Cales. The college Cale and the home Cale. This year, being that Cale's birthday was being celebrated here, I bought him some beer pong balls, a dart board, and a retro barbecue book. These are gifts meant for those broke and/or cold nights when going to the bar is out of the question. So grab a case of cheap beer, play darts and pong. I brought the bar to him.
At the bar, everyone came down, including Jesse and some of the DKO boys. Cale had atleast 20 drinks (consisting of shots, beers, mixed drinks and bombs) and walked around the bar with a grin all night. My old roommate Shelly came down and we bought each other drinks and caught up.
I kept finding money in my pocket so I bought shots of Jack so Pogo and I can stay warm. I don't remember how many I bought, but I everytime I came near the door I was asked, "when are we gonna do another shot? huh huh huh?!"
It was one of those nights I wish would happen more often. When the bar is infiltrated on dollar pint night by your friends. Rowdy. Crazy. Drunk.