Good shit. My dude is back in town. He's at thisistoddmoore.blogspot.com, holler at him. He was out of town on business. Now I don't have to sit at home every night, or rely on drinking to get a good time in. Since he's in town we got together when I got off work on Saturday, grabbed some Subway. It was sweet that we didn't have to feel awkward, and there was no "catching-up" feeling as if it were an obligation. We drove out to a huge Wal-mart superstore thing, which blew my mind how big it was (that's what she said). Then we got together with Koobz and went the the Gyro, I had a few beers while he and Todd played pool. We then retired.
Last night we partied, I again exercised good judgement on how much to drink. I scored a warm body to sleep next to. It's so fucking weird how just that can make a difference in how well one can sleep. Even on just a few hours of slumber I felt energized when I woke up. Like having a hand on her bare skin combined the hours I slept with the hours she slept, making it a full night's sleep, I think.
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