tick, tick, tick

something is about to blow up in my face. i see it coming, but i'm not slowing down. nope. i'll give it a few days and then re-evaluate.

had lots of visitors at work today! jackie, hass, and kaitlyn showed up, kaitlyn yelling, "alison! alison! alison!" which was pretty awesome. ran into one of my fave bartenders and discussed last weekend's brawl. embarrasing that bartenders recognize me as their customers? yes. then hance, which created quite a buzz. "who was that guy you were flirting with?" "hey, who's that cute guy?" "is that your boyfriend? he's hot!" so basically, hance could have his pick of many of the chicks at my job. good for him.

then we went to friday's* for dinner with old pals. i must say, hass has some zingers. my favorite of the night for sure. lots of reminiscing, laughing, and bad impressions of british accents. i can't believe all the bad stuff we did when we were so young. shit, i'm never gonna believe my kid about anything.

*it had to be in addison, see? so jackie and hass wanted seafood and we went through 2 different places before giving up on that. the first one was a little too geriatric for our taste and level of energy, the second too expensive. then we tried gloria's but were turned off by the hour wait. and friday's was right there. so yeah, we ate at friday's. so what.

i'm tired. like falling-asleep-in-class tired.

p.s. friday's is gross.