absurb!

thanks moonflake ;)

as for the boss being unhappy with my conjectures (and i was playing them down), he spent the rest of the evening walking around looking troubled. that's not good. i felt really bad.

i got done with work, then walked to the lizard. good times, good times. chilled there for a bit, spot joined me, and then we walked to the lincoln. i was already quite drunk, so i chilled with the alcohol, but my game was buggered. i thoroughly enjoyed it, though.

after an hour or so i walked back to the lizard, stopping in at work to get my bag. the security guards gave me a hard time about signing the guest list. i'm not a guest, dammit! i need a card or something!

went back to the lizard, witnessed some guy and his "girlfriend" having a tiff - we didn't interfere because it'll just make it worse for her, but damn i wanted to hit the fucker. i really do hate that shit, and i feel sorry for the girls who're dumb enough to get involved with people like that. but i'm certainly not going to spend the next while looking out for her... she's not my type.

a friend gave me a ride home, playing some wicked, wicked trance at top volume. i didn't want to get out of the vehicle. it's late now, definitely time for a shower and a good morning's sleep. if only we weren't in the middle of another prolonged dust-storm.