Another weekend, another mass migration to the South Side. I’ll admit, I just don’t enjoy the crowds, the traffic, the glorious binge drinking the way I feel I should. So I turn to the Blog of a Good Time, wherein blogger Julie drinks beer, has fun and drops snipes that crack me up. Such as:

Friday, a gentleman grabbed me and took a picture with me without my consent. Normally I would have punched him in the face. Lucky for him I was intoxicated by the sounds of The Misshapes. I humored him for a while when I noticed he had a wedding ring on. I said see-ya and he said he had an ‘open relationship’ and then bought me a red bull and vodka. Verdict=Not annoying. Vodka=happiness. Douche level=8 - he was married and tried to grab my butt. I am not a home wrecker.

This weekend, while I tackle mountains of schoolwork, I’ll check in for more partying misadventures.

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