last night i thought it would be a great idea to hit the bar with matt, paul, and scott. until 3am. that didn't go over so well at work when i got there at 9am. nope. that pretty much sucked. needless to say i feigned sickness and left early…

i got home and ended up going to the guitar shop with scott. then i ended up curling up for a good long nap. the only way to go.

i got up and it was dark out, so as far as scott and i were concerned, it was time to drink and watch a james bond movie. diamonds are forever. damn straight. since abc started their bond saturdays, i've been "bout it, bout it." you can quote me on that.

chris called and wanted us to meet him up at cay-hoots. so we did. and he ended up leaving way before we did, as usual. scott and i hung out and shot the shit with the usual assortment of…people.

did i mention matt and paul blew us off? they did. but it's all water under the proverbial bridge. i guess. we forgot all about it after the fourth drink or so…