The weekend went down a little crazy. But that's just how it goes down sometimes. Friday night started at the Stoneleigh P for a happy hour for a co worker who will be having a kid soon. I chowed down a P Burger which was might tasty. I took it somewhat easy and only had a couple couple of beers (couple couple is code for 2 X 2). From there it was on to the Quarter to celebrate my Quarter Century coming one week later. It all went down hill pretty fast from there. Lots of people showed up, it felt like every time i turned around someone was throwing another shot or beer my way. That's just how it goes sometimes I guess. From there i rolled on over for a late night Mushroom Swiss burger from Village Burger Bar (making it 2 burgers in a span of about 8 hours). It was might tasty and so was the beer that i ordered and only took one sip out of... that was until the women working there came by and was collecting drinks and i got surge of beericity and chugged the rest of my beer faster than i think i ever have. From there, somehow i got home and next thing i know people are showing up for the AP (after party... not accounts payable). We filled out surveys from work, listened to Kate jam out on the guitar, threw bottles off the balcony, and basically acted like 12 year olds. It was all good. Finally around 430... everyone had left and i got stupid and went to sleep.
Saturday... woken up and realize someone left there phone. They come by and pick it up and from there i go to eat some breakfast and go back home for a nap. I'm awakened by calling to go to the Gingerman, i look outside and say "How can i say no on such a perfect day"... get to the g man around 215ish and begin slowly having a few beers later. A double couple of beers later, it's about 530 and now time go home. I go home... take a quick nap and proceed to Adairs for another Hamburger... yes... i ate three hamburgers in less than 24 hours. I'm pretty sure at this point in the weekend if you cut me open, i would bleed beef. Tasty. From Adairs it was off to Cru wine bar, for a bottle of wine. Then to the loon for 2 jack and cokes... and then finally home. Luckily no after party.
Sunday morning started off with Brunch at Dream Cafe with some old Friends... then to Freebirds to watch other people eat. While at Freebirds the four genius' at the table had the marvelous idea that the beautiful Sunday weather should not be wasted and we should go to the gingerman (I'm pretty sure Drew and I keep this place open on weekend afternoons). Which we did where i had a few more beers for the weekend. Went home... rested up, ate, napped, and then went to play my hockey game.
Crazy fun filled weekend. The word of the weekend was Aclimatized... think about it. This is me breathing.
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