And Here’s Where It Gets Hazy

I got home to find a message from Liz and Steph, who are at the Artful Dodger and want me to join. I put my shoes and coat back on, and I’m back out the door.

I buy a round, and the three of us get caught up. Both Liz and Steph have incredible stories to tell, and I’m just sipping away and captivated, listening. Somewhere around the second drink, everything gets hazy. I don’t really remember what we talked about, anything I said, or us leaving the bar.

When I get home, I decide to order some sushi from Papajin. After putzing on the computer a bit, I head over to my bed and stretch out.