Drunk a bit in da morning

Arrive at work this morning at 6:30… some how, I am still a bit ripped from last night. Considering I only had about 4 hours of sleep, there is no way to get past the “drunk” part into the hang over. I am too old for this shit.

I do have to say, that I had fun. That is all that counts, right?

The bar I found myself at was quite… well, interesting in the people watching aspect. You have these women there with way too much make up on and boobs hang out like crazy. For some reason, I just cannot get into that. Sure, I don’t mind looking (always the chance of seeing a nipple), but to actually date someone like that isn’t for me.

The best part is the fact of talking to these people. It seemed last night if you moved away from the topics of weather, certain TV shows, or the latest happening at the mall, you would lose them.

Bah, I need a cot in my cube.