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That was a nice night's worth of raging revelry. Pat was in town, so we went bowling and drinking. I was getting drowsy for a while, on account of having to open shop that morning, but pulled through for the big finish. And by "finish" I mean "getting trashed." I pulled my usual trick of somehow avoiding the hangover I deserved, and good fun was had all around.

And the lads are playing a show tonight! Hurray. My back tire's got a flat! Boo. My mouse's scroll ball is working again thanks to the wonders of (isopropyl) alcohol! Hurray.

Life's all right. I really want to stop worrying about money sometime soon, though.

EDIT: W. T. F.



I was wondering what could have made it through those tires. This little guy went all the way through, leaving two holes in the tube. Nice.