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A black cat crossed my path on my way home. Maybe that's why I'm sneezing right now.
I'm very allergic to cats, btw.
Chris and I did some goofing around with our new guitar geek-y pedals tonight before we decided to go visit the Wonderful Wizard of Beer down at the Buckaroo. Shortly after we arrived, Chris found himself on the recieving end of a verbal assault courtesy of a very drunk woman known as "Kristy, with a K." Or was it "Karrie"? Maybe it was "Karrie" with a K. I don't remember. All I know was that she had consumed one or five too many and was doing a fantastic job of making a nuisance of herself.
To make a long story short, we drank beer, had a good conversation with some old codger who moved to Seattle before either Chris or I was born, had some bad portraits drawn of us by the trunken trollop, and I was rubbed up against by some woman who apparently had noticed our collective harassment by said trollop.
Man.
This fucking city.
Chris and I did some goofing around with our new guitar geek-y pedals tonight before we decided to go visit the Wonderful Wizard of Beer down at the Buckaroo. Shortly after we arrived, Chris found himself on the recieving end of a verbal assault courtesy of a very drunk woman known as "Kristy, with a K." Or was it "Karrie"? Maybe it was "Karrie" with a K. I don't remember. All I know was that she had consumed one or five too many and was doing a fantastic job of making a nuisance of herself.
To make a long story short, we drank beer, had a good conversation with some old codger who moved to Seattle before either Chris or I was born, had some bad portraits drawn of us by the trunken trollop, and I was rubbed up against by some woman who apparently had noticed our collective harassment by said trollop.
Man.
This fucking city.
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