Dollar beers bring out the dogs.
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So I actually went out this weekend, two nights in a row. A little overwhelming if you ask me, but drunk both nights. Thursday night was Howl At The Moon: Dueling Piano Bar (subtitle important). It was dollar beer night and man, not a decent looking girl in the whole place. Not that it matters, but I thought LA was higher class than that. Oh well. Last night was Amanda’s party, and I got drunk there too. And then sumbled home with Sharri. And then slept.
And now I have a hangover, and I have a lot of work to do, so let’s do it!