Missed Opportunities

Well, you guys are REALLY gonna flog me now...



Apparently, I missed quite the night out on St Paddy's Day. QUITE the night out. I haven't gotten all details yet, but the evening culminated with two of my friends [yes, they're both chicks] making out in the back of a police cruiser [my other friend dates a cop, who was giving them a ride to the next bar]. Much booze was involved, and I'm told there was tongue.



Dammit. Dammit dammit dammit.



I told myself, "Just go...it'll be a good story, you haven't had anything interesting to write about in weeks, JUST GO, stupid..." but I was so fucking tired I couldn't bring myself to do it. I also discovered that Friday was the beginning of an HBO free preview week, so I overdosed on episodes of "Autopsy" with my nifty on-demand cable and stuffed my face with pizza. In retrospect, not a great choice.



So I guess you guys are stuck with stories of kidney stones and toddler poop for a while.