goatsgotohell

Last night was good times.

Sarah and myself went to a party for one of her coworker's birthday on monday, which happens to be the same day as mine.

Her coworker Marie and myself were born the same day and year about 5 hours apart. There was also another guy at the party who's birthday is Monday too. It was pretty weird.

It was quite the night in the end, about every couple there had something bad happen. One couple got rear ended, another had locked their keys in their car. Thankfully being the nice guy that I am, I took the bad luck bullet for Sarah and was the one to get hurt.

I had a beer bottle lip break off when I opened the bottle. It put a nice deep cut into my finger which probably could have gotton stitches if I actually felt like sitting around in a hospitol waiting area all night.

So yeah if you see me the next week and it looks like I'm flipping you off, that's just because I have my middle finger all bandaged up. It's kind of like that one episode of Seinfeld.

Anyways, if anyone wants to go out with me for drinks tomorrow night for my bday or whatever, let me know, we don't really have plans.