Happy Saint Paddy's day!
So here's a recommendation.... don't go out for a night of boozing without eating breakfast, dinner or supper that day. It sounds like a solid plan, but it really isn't. I had planned to have something, but then the call came and I had to get my ass in motion. "I'll just grab a bite at the pub" I said. Wrong. What I DID however grab were several pitchers of green beer. Good times. I think there was some kareoke in there. Then, in true reid form, I pulled a hudini and got the hell out of there without saying a word to anyone. To improve the situation, I had my phone on vibe mode and didn't hear/feel it rining some 15 times as my friends tried to call me to confirm I was not dead. Silly friends. When are they gonna learn? Bri put it best when he once said "Don't worry about Reid-o, cause Reid-o's not worrying about you". Sad, but very true. When I'm drunk (hell to a certain extent even when I'm sober), I have the unique ability to only see the world through my own eyes, and what's in my best interest is the only interest.
Anyway... good times were had nonetheless. Only 364 days to go....
Cheers
