I think it's safe to say that we're all ready to move on from 2010, some maybe a little more than others. Fortunately, I escaped this year with very little drama. THANK GOD last New Year's Eve didn't set the tone for the rest of the year, then I would have been screwed. I'm talking "'just the tip' turns into a fist full of thunder beads up the ass" screwed.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Cliche
If you're looking to meet a bunch of sloppy drunk guys who have convinced themselves they're intelligent, I suggest you check out a bar that hosts Trivia on Sunday nights. But I warn you, it's really hard to be sober and harbor any attraction for the men, even the hot ones. They've spent their entire day downing beers while watching football. Now their eyes are red, they smell like stale cigarettes, and think it's appropriate to talk to you with their face just three inches away from yours.
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