Ryan did a good job explaining our cockamamie attempt to have a semi-interesting, yet irony-laden evening last night. Pitchers restaurant at the Marriott downtown actually has really tasty, spicy hot wings and The Grind has free wireless and spicier Bosnia fellas to admire. Originally, I hadn't planned on doing anything -- I vowed to take this weekend off to dry out rest and relax. I actually had a fun time - and I was pretty tickled that the evening didn't end with me being a boozed up floozy, which has been happening a bit too frequently for my liking. I'm more of an over-caffeinated n'er do well right now at 4:18 a.m. - and that's a definite step up for me!
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