perlpunk

I realize today that tis the countdown to the suck. I might be over-stating that, although I'm going to miss downtown. I've lived somewhere along the streets of 17th and 18th for over 5 of the 8 years I've lived in Denver. Now the new home has the words 'lake' and 'wood' in it. The place is nice and there are plenty of good sides to this though I know I'll be heart broken for sometime, as was the last time I moved away. I'm thinking of throwing a party to help smooth this over. I'm not really a 'party thrower', I can't help but wonder if I buy a keg, will they come?

Saturday I was drug to a company party which ended up being a hilarious time. It will live as one of those times that will normally be impossible to repeat though thats one of the best things about an outing of such fond reflection. Certainly one of the top 3 company parities I've attended thus far, among other things.

Lastly.. If someone could loan me about 3 trillion dollars, give or take.. I'd like to buy a country....?