Who’s this guy, posting on time and consistently. Oh, wait, it’s me. This week, I decided that it was too nice of a night to watch a movie alone, so I invited my buddy Dave over to enjoy a film and my apartment’s liquor.
It makes me feel better about my own drinking when I have a friend I can pressure into chugging tequila with me. It gives off the illusion that these are normal things that normal people do, and that they are in no way the sad attempts of a 22 year old man-child to continue his college lifestyle well into his adulthood.
Because they’re not.
Yeah.
Today is Halloween, which means that the next 24 hours will be filled with copious amounts of alcohol, candy, and law enforcement, at least if previous experience has taught me anything.
In the interest of not spending Thanksgiving in jail for a drunken disorderly, I figured it might be nice to curl up with a nice beer and a slasher flick and take it easy for the night.
Wrong choice.
