Trying To Remember The Evenings

Okay, so Wednesday and Thursday nights are somewhat blurry in the way of remembering what happened in them. I'm not completely sure. I've been trying to look back at the sports news to see if I can remember what went on... or at least trigger a memory that'll lead me back to what happened. I can generally remember if I was watching something on TV, be it at home or at the Yardhouse.

Ahhhh... when in doubt, check the e-mails with Kelly. Right I remember Wednesday now, which leads quite nicely into Thursday.

Wednesday night, Chris and I went over to the Yard for a a while. It wasn't going to be anything major, just a few beers. Chris hadn't eaten anything and was up for some wings as well. But when Krista came out from the kitchen, the real social gear kicked in and well... Chris took off on me around 11pm... Gerald came out eventually... I sat with them and Walter for a while. Before I knew it, it was 2am. Shit. I didn't have a great deal to drink in all... five beers and a couple shots... and I only spent $20. It was a pretty good night in the end. It did make for a long night and a rough morning when 7am rolled around.

Thursday night... nothing. I was in bed nice & early on Thursday night. Geez, after a 2am night, I was a dead man walking, so to speak. I tried napping on the couch for a while and just milled around the house all night. I think I did some cleaning up a bit, since Jen was working, but overall, it was a pretty quiet night all told.