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Last night I was out at a bar drinking for the first time in (COUNTING FINGERS NOT WORKING WITH HANGOVER HEAD) weeks. It was Tim's birthday, and even I can enjoy a sports bar, as long as the sports on the TVs are rugby and curling and the crowd is all congenial disinterested Americans. It was a good time.

Friday nights are current my only night of the week to stay up irresponsibly and not feel like shit at work the following morning. I don't want to overdo it though, cause Saturdays are becoming the only day to get big tasks done around the house. Is poo.

Now pardon me, I have some oral sex to see to.

Love to you...