w00t

so. was gonna go home and maybe lift weights and write some schlock and talk to W and read this fantastic new book i got from borders last night and pay some bills and take care of business.

but instead, i went out with some work buddies to a local brewpub, had dinner, 3 pints, shot some pool, and ate a donut after the brewpub kicked us out. had my first ever tiny tiny tiny sip of whiskey. i'm quite the lightweight, those 3 pints + microsip put me right at the border between buzzed and drunk, which most likely means i was drunk. i didn't die.

that's not even remotely close to something i'd "normally" do. but it is close to something a "normal person" would do. hooray.

looks like i'm now a normal person and can look forward to much more drunken pool in the future. to heck with physical fitness and responsible living.

uh huh.

we'll see.