Well, as per my last several entries, i'm sounding like quite the raving lunatic, aren't i? i have anger issues, i freely admit this. but i find the journal is quite therapudic so fuck off if you don't like it...oh, i kid, i kid, i love you guys.

we had a fine time friday night. we didn't win trivia all by ourselves, we had help from sam. sam is a lot like me, lazy, unmotivated, obsessed with pop-culture, specifically television, so we get along great. even though my husband is quite the opposite of us, he seems oddly drawn to people just like us. go figure.

so friday night we headed across the street to spend our thurs night earnings. alan joined us, and let me tell you, whoa, he's a cutey. if i were single...lol...mark knows i have a married crush on him, meaning, i can look, flirt, but just not touch, and he's quite alright with that. he's never been the jealous type and i think it's confirmation to him that i'm still alive. alan's new girlfriend also joined us. she's not old enough to drink, which, omg, made me feel really old.

anyway, while they sucked down four buckets of beer, i insisted on the new beer i've discovered. i hate domestic, budweiser/miller/american piss water that you might as well poor directly in the toilet to cut out the middle man beer. when i drink beer, i prefer imports. nice and dark and it only takes a couple to relax and loosen up. unfortunately, i can't drink liquor or wine anymore, so i have to do what i have to do.

this beer is a domestic, called High Octane, but it's a dark beer with a 9.0 content. that means i can drink two, and i'm good.

we had a great time, even though the band sucked, but that's to be expected. i swear they were using the same play list they had 20 years ago.

after rolling though our $50 winnings, we headed to Alan's place in our complex. they passed around some funny cigar thingy and the next thing i know, i can't stop laughing(ok, if you guys think i'm that naive, sorry).

we watched a comedy special by lisa lampinelle. omg, this woman is ruthless, raw and vicious. i never laughed so hard.

after several crappy weeks, it was just what i needed.

of course,the next morning, when i had to get up at 7:30 to walk my new doggie clients, i wasn't so cheerful. but Largo and KoKo were so adorable, it made me want another dog, bad. Sergei is no substitution for my Yasha. not even close.

sat night, we took the boy with us to Fiesta Maya and had a few dos equiis(mark and i, not the boy) and some yummy cheese dip. it was a nice night out and i'm glad z agreed to come with us. usually we invite him and he declines like the teenager he is.

now here comes pollyanna...

it's the little things that reaffirm life. see, i'm not so mad afterall (depending on your definition ;-) )