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at the bar, with my head on the bar
I love the DJ (John in the Morning) who plays such nice music for me on my drive to work. Yesterday it was a little punky, today it was a little more mellow. Perfect for my soft tender pickled head.
Although last night Steve and I acknowledged that we aren't nearly the alcoholics that his friends were. And I admitted that $4 martinis were purely insidious inventions. (I also bought a ticket to the Minty event at the Contour next week. It's good to plan ahead.)
Although last night Steve and I acknowledged that we aren't nearly the alcoholics that his friends were. And I admitted that $4 martinis were purely insidious inventions. (I also bought a ticket to the Minty event at the Contour next week. It's good to plan ahead.)