happy hours well into the next morning

12 sept Fri

it was a semmingly innocuous wednesday.

it started out pretty tame. i planned to meet up with Marky and Frank for some after-work drinks (well, after-work for them, no-work for me) at Level III.   i’ve been to Level III before. the service still sucks. but the food is pretty good.  RedSox game on tv. i’m not a baseball fan, but Frank & Marky were both into it.

the Girls show up at about 7pm.  they had a reservation at 8pm at Fish&Farm. they joined us for a drink.

they left for dinner.

me Frank and Marky decide to go to Cantina.

and this is where it starts to get fuzzy.

some more drinks there.

by now, theGirls had finished dinner, and were at Swig.  (so i think.  this is what i can piece together from my drunken txts.)

somehow, we end up at swig for a while.  and CrazyCzech is there, too.  i thought it was odd that he was there, but the next day he explained that when he got outta work, he called me and i told him we were going there. (really?  wow.  don’t remember this at all.) i have no idea how long we were there.  and then somehow… we ended up at Slide.

some drama ensued, and Annie was ejected from the cluuuub.

and i don’t remember what happened to Marky.  i think i left him at the cluuuuub with J.

and then somehow, i ended up at home.

but i ran into my neighbor. and he works at the restaurant next door. so i went up to his place and drank beer with him until who knows how late?

i woke up the next morning.

a quick inventory check found my glasses, cell phone, manbag, and wallet still in my possession.

excellent.

no headache. no hangover.  but feeling very slow and lazy.

it’s hard to drink like you’re still in your 20s.

good times.

[where: 430 mason, 94102]

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