last night was unexpected. it started out with a simple phone call from a friend to grab A beer and some guac y chips (yum). cor called when he got off from work and came to pick me up at the bar...the intention was to go on a run. we ended up staying for hours.
hoegaarden on tap. how i love thee? $4 happy hour for pints? delish. we attempted to leave once, paid our bill, and i ran to the restroom. when i returned, there was another beer on the table. i couldn't decline.
now i have sour stomach. boo.
today some jerky person in our building read our paper, then left it at our door. that really grinds my gears. they didn't even have the common sense (or decency) to organize it the way it's normally delivered...the business section was crudely folded on top, and the front page was tucked behind the business section in one hot mess of a crumbled paper.