So earlier tonight I go over to Moody’s and hang with 165 and Skitbra and some others. Thumbs up for an enjoyable evening of drinking the brew and shooting the bull, fellas. Around 11:30 I wind up back here, and I’m trying to catch up with Jen, Scott, and Ryan (which I never did do). I did, however, zonk out on my futon and then woke up again about 15 min ago with such a huge hankering for something salty and something sweet that I just fucking stormed off to the grocy with total and complete tunnel vision and returned with pork rinds and gummy bears. And they are blowing my mind right now. What a weird way to end the night…
