like many other americans, i decided to go out for "one drink" after work on friday night with some co-workers. we were going to a bar where my co-worker E is going to have her birthday party next friday. after the bar go the seal of approval from me and T, we stayed for two more drinks. we then decided it would probably be wise to put some food in our tummies. so what better solution than to go to a place that serves food that also serves drinks.

so off to blockheads where we feasted on chips and salsa and guacamole and rinsed it down with margaritas an mohitos for $3.50 each.

before we knew it, it was almost 4 and a half hours later and we decided to hit one more spot. when we went to the other bar, we saw two other familar faces from work. i got a phone call from another co-worker and decided to go downtown to fiddlestick's. and after being out since 6:3opm, i finally decided to get in a cab and go home around 2am.

i'm not a lush, i swear. i just knew that i'd be couped up in my apartment the rest of the weekend to work on a project, so i was just partying for two nights in one.