Took a long time to be the ass I am

Whew, Wing-ageddon has changed my life.

Yesterday was pretty awesome because I had the day off.
Rachael and I went to target and bought underwear. I used to never buy underwear out of the packs, but Hanes "low rise, bikini" underwear are the greatest thing that have happened to me in a long time. I pitched these underwear so well, Rachael bought a pack.
Rachael, Shane, and I went to Ikea and got hot dogs!
Rachael, Dustin, Curt, Andy, and myself had a beer tasting at Rachael's. I do not like hennipen.

Last nights Wing-ageddon was heinous.
We didn't do as good of a job throwing down wings as last time, but bob wasn't there. Also our beer count was only up to 15 pitchers... wtf?
We were down a couple of drinkers.

The shield was awesome, Vic killed someone, good time.

Afterwards we all went to Rachael's and started drinking rum and apple cider. I actually got in Pj's and then Shane brought up a very valid point... "It is not too late for last call"

So I got dressed, Pat, Shane, and I rushed to Ray's and finished the night to Cat Stevens and JD shots...

Friday-Tuesdays drink fest has officially killed me. I am done until next week.

I think my favorite part was on monday when I was really dragging and my boss came in with, and I looked at him and went "Rough weekend?" and he said " No, Yes. I closed the bar friday night" and I said "I closed it Saturday" and we high fived and he hung out with Rory and I coming up with Wing names.

I have to go to a manager's meeting next week and I am worried that I might miss Wing-ageddon

you know what I am too groggy to keep writing.

I promise, a better post will come tomorrow