St. Paddy's Day...

...was pretty uneventful. Didn't do nearly the amount of drinking that I thought I'd do, I guess that's a good thing. Still, it was St. Paddy's Day, so we ("we" being me and the group of functional alkies I drink with; my ex co-workers) made the most of it!!! We had a few drinks, socialized, strengthened our bonds of friendship and camaraderie by telling gross or dirty anecdotes, drank, made clumsy advances at women, drank, pranked each other, swore loudly, drank, watched various sporting events, drank, giggled at the hot red-head with curls who had butterflies at the top of her thong and a tee-shirt that read "Erin Go Braugh-Less", ordered food, argued about work, made more clumsy advances at women and drank. By the end of the night, I was little disappointed.

It was a typical happy hour.