Sunday-Funday at Bar Louie.
Made friends with the bartender and drank whatever bizarre and amazing martinis he came up with all night. Some involving egg whites, Tabasco sauce, elder flowers and grape juice. He didn't charge us anything.
I don't know. But I like this kid, I think. That's good, right?
The thing is, I'm headed back to the Twilight Zone tonight. So what do I do? Should I try and give it a shot even though I'm living farther away?
I think life is gonna be okay. I feel like my head is on straight again.
And I'm trying to keep calling people 'bro' or 'bro brah' to an absolute minimum.
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