friday

It's April already. Last night Peter came by and suggested a short expedition to Mulligans. Three pitchers and two hours later I left and went to bed. I honestly didn't intend to spend so much time at the bar this week. things happened, mistakes were made. Oh well, I feel fine today, dispite the lack of sleep and I'm looking forward to what should be a good Sufjan Stevens concert tonight. Also on the agenda for the evening: secular christmas on hall street. "Secular Christmas?" you say? Yes, secular christmas, a party consisting of my favorite jew wearing his trademark santa suit for his birthday.