Let's start with Sunday. Going around town to take 45 pics, and lose them all by taking the battery out of my digi cam. Hmmm. Not good. Out at Finn's, made friends with the bartender and a couple guests that bonded over a Jason Mraz CD with me. woot!
Monday, after dropping by the F5 office, I go to Chris' and watch the MNF game, not for the sport itself mind you but because Mraz was highlighted during half time. After the game I took off for Jerry's Bar and Grill to see Surphace play. A glass of Bloody Mary and a couple games of pool, and off to bed to wake up to Tuesday.
Julie actually emailed me most of the files I needed so I spent the afternoon at home. Got up, got out, on to the Groove. More Jason Mraz talk, and a little on Nickel Creek. Bud Rep hooked me up with a friend a have much to talk to about. Yay!
Wednesday, hang-over morning. Been getting emails from Devin all the way in Spain. What does this mean? My hang-over said, "ask again at a later time." I know how to fix hang-overs, on to 54, to grab a couple glasses of the red stuff, and tell the boss he looks like Mr. Rogers. Get hamboned at the Pub, (and ooh did I bond with that door guy!)
Thursday, my usual drive around town dropping off the new F5 issues, and guess what I found out. Johnny Lang in concert at the Cotillion on the 11th of November. Wow! Called everyone and their mother to meet me at the Game for the night. Heath, Kevin, and Chad are all the show up. Hmmm... Behold the power of cheese? Great show though Mr. Roberts kicks ass. Also, met Sore, and I'm supposed to be en route to Lawrence to chill with them right now. Oh, shucks!
Friday I was at work at 54 by 3pm. Is it possible I've forgotten how to function sober? Well, maybe it'll be a good night, Oh look, I have a smaller section. Genesis party? Free beer? No!!!!!!! Madness, all around, but I survived obviously. Mad props to Boss Man Stevens, for representing like crazy, and taking home the ugliest trophy ever. Got home at 3am. Still sober.
I had so much I wanted to get done Saturday, but looking back did I even sleep during the past couple of days. So, crew getting shit done. I went shopping for Mommy's birthday present, met Carissa at the Perk, and headed towards 54 by 8pm. This time, not wearing boots, my feet hurt too much from the night before. Another smaller section, but what? A reserved birthday party. Brian must really like me, or hate me. All in all a good night. We were out of there by 4ish, and I was in bed by 5am.
To wake up at 10am. Brother-in-law in the house, sister already pissing the f-out of me, oh yeah, family gatherings rock. So, I'm in the shower by 2pm, after a couple jam sessions with my stereo, a cup of coffee, and a red. The entire flock has left, and I don't rendezvous with them until after getting my ass lost between Tyler and 119th. Happy Birthday, Mom! I mingle near the beer cooler.
Sunday evenings are my relaxation moments, but not last night. I barely make it to Old Town Warren, ticket booth's already getting shut down. Ah, well, I'll buy the guys that showed up drinks to make up for it. A quick chat with the boss that is killing himself in the office on a Sunday, shop around the new stores, and lookie what I bought! And finally, I sit at Oscar's with a Bloody Mary, and wait for the kids to come out.
Today is Monday, I need to eat another Ensaymada, smoke a cig, and get ready. F5 office is waiting, and so is the rest of the new week. Ah!
