actual hollywood

Chris and Brian and I ventured into deepest, darkest Wallingford for a drink or three tonight. As all of the usual haunts in the hood were packed to the gills with the weekend fratboy types, we ventured into my favorite local spot, the Mandarin Room. We ended up sitting next to Joe Seely, a cat the three of us went to high school with. He was a part time member of The Actual Tigers (as his brother was the singer), and as far as we could recall, a complete dick in high school. Seems nice enough now, but that's always the case when you run into old classmates that you haven't talked to in years.

I'm also fairly certain that I saw her there, sitting with a blonde friend next to the jukebox. If it really was her, then she has some good taste in music.

dark rooms and bright monitors make Edmund a dull boy

My eyes are crossing involuntarily.

Note to self: get off the fucking computer, jackass. It's 3:09 AM.