I was gonna go over to angz's tonight and chill with her until I got a call from my buddy Dave. I guess we're all gonna hit Old Chicago and have a few beers. I called Angie to make sure I wasn't going to ruin her evening by changing plans. Of course she said it was fine, but at the same time I know she's thinking "Fuck, not again. He's ditching me again!" But she'd never admit that she's really upset.

So I'm off to Old Chicago with Dave, Mike, and Bryan. Much beer will be drunk I'm sure. Should be fun. Tomorrow is drunken movie night at my place. Pizza, beer, booze, and Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Fuggen sweet dude :)