he smells good... like a triangle

Friday: La Esperansa with Davies, gorged selves on awesome mex, like always. Hung out, had a few drinks, hit up Fridays and met up with Mike & Elise, the newbies. Hung out at Friday's until the under-22-douchebag crowd made it unbearable, then headed across the street to Johnny's. Davies left since they had to do a 20 mile bike thinger in carbondale Saturday. Mike & Elise's friend Holly met up, we all hung out for a while, then they all left, leaving Ellen and I hanging out, chatting up randoms and staff. Had a long Scotch discussion with 'Uncle Brian', who is a dead ringer for Smokey from the Big Lebowski, cool guy. Anyway, Ellen was plostered, we closed Johnny's, she puked.

Saturday: Slept until about 10 or so. Ellen woke me up with blueberry pancakes because she rocks. Hung out, watched Hart's War (very decent), took a nap until about 4. Got ready, headed into Clayton for anniversary dinner at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse. The nicest damn wait staff ever, I think we had no less than 5 seperate people come by at different times to check on us. Even the valet guys were awesome. Cruised around Clayton for a while after dinner, trying to figure out what to do, came up empty.

Headed downtown, hit Lumiere casino while we were dressed up. McCallen 18 was had at one of the little bars, so I was very happy. Had our after-dinner cocktail, then hit the floor. Wound up only spending $20 between us, but lost it all. They have video roullette now, which is addictive and awesome.

Lori texted me at some point looking for hang-out action, so we wound up meeting her at Johnny's, figured we'd have a couple and part ways. Ran into Jed, who was celebrating his 30th, and was the most drunk I've ever seen anyone, ever. It was funny. Was introduced to Tuaca, this Italian liqueur, which was really damn tasty. Highly recommended. Ran into some random guys wearing tuxes, who wound up being 3/8 of a wedding band. Couple of them were good friends with Doug (johnny's co-owner) and his wife Jennifer. Hung out with them for a while. Watched a massive fight (under-22-douchebags) break out across the street at Friday's, complete with metal-chair beat down. This was literally about 3' from where I'd parked my car (with the top down), so I went to go move my car across the street, and as soon as I pulled out of my spot, there were 4 Collinsville cop cars on the scene, which was fun to watch.

Johnny's closed down at 3, we were ushered into the rear of the bar to wait out closing, and hung out with Doug/Jennifer/Johnny/Lori/3/8 of the wedding band. Good times, except for when 1/8 of the wedding band tried to grab ellen's boob. Free beer though. Lori and a different 1/8 of the band had hit it off really well, which was cool because he was a nice dude, and looked/acted like Jim from The Office, so bonus points there.

Walked out of Johnny's around 5 or 5:15, into the first light of day, which is completely un-fun. Got invited to breakfast, but declined. Went home, passed out hard. Rock stars.

Sunday: Slept till about 10 or 11 (stupid dog). Hung out around the house, ordered pizza for lunch. Lounged around doing mostly nothing all day. Met up with Davies for BW3. We were originally going to go to Rib America for Johnny Lang and Night Ranger, but seemingly emminent death-storms dictated otherwise. Wound up back at Friday's, because we're bar rats. Think I had 2 drinks, wasn't terribly into it. Drafted up rough plans for parties, then decided to head back to the house after grabbing '30 Stones' for a game of Sink The Biz (Bismark), which Eric was talking about earlier.

Roughly 30 Stones later, I forced people to watch Sifl & Oly, then they left. We hit the sack shortly after, no clue what time it was.

Monday: Woke up around 11:15, grabbed some cold pizza and watched Price is Right. Ellen slept until 1:30. Lots of lounging around the house. Ellen watched far too many episodes of the thousand-baby-family-show on Discovery. Excellent birth control. Laundry was done at some point. Rock Band was... rocked. Website repaired. Jacuzzi action took place later on, which was relaxing, perfect night for it. Passed out on the couch.

Last week of work, and it's a short week. And my boss is apparently gone on Friday. I rule.