June 10th, 2003

mohawk

dirty floor

Last night I got sloshed. It's been a while since I've passed out on my livingroom floor on a Monday, and I need to sweep more often. I went to the Fudruckers after work to get a steak and while waiting for it I went up to the bar for a beer. But, it was happy hour and her name was Stephanie and 34oz Shiner was only 3.50. And 3 of them was only 10.50. And I don't keep creditcard receipts so I'll quit there. When I woke up my steak was lying on the floor with me, uneaten. Damnit, I could've gone for a steak, too. She asked me to meet her tonight at another bar. No steak tonight, either..
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