Okay, so this Blog Walks into a Bar...

On a weekend that I figured I would never leave the house because I was in a constant state of 'kinda-shitty'ness, I actually went out a hell of a lot. Friday night was the premier for Formula 1 Productions. It went so well and we went to Bar Louie for some drinks. $10 for a Red Apple Martini... A really tasty martini, but a sinlge drink, nonetheless.

Saturday, I went to one class and decided I was too tired/sick to go to the second one. So I went to see 'The Departed.' It was fucking amazing... Until the last 5 mins, 3 of which I wanted to kill Martin Scorcese for ruining the film.

After that, I was going to call Jill on the way to Vicky's to tell her I wasn't going out with her for her 22nd bday, but didn't because I was going to stop in for a minute. I played games with Vicky and some friends and groggily left her house and headed to Skokie and the Village Inn.

It... Was... AWESOME.

I saw Joan and Naomi for the first time since HS, and Tracy for the first time since grade school! They all jumped out of a plane in the morning and went drinking in the evening. Had a few beers and felt great. So glad I didn't cancel.

Sunday I watched the Bears tromp Buffalo and then hung with Molly and then Steve and Nicci. We all watched 'Dr. Strangelove' and ate an ice cream cake.

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Good. Weekend.