What is it with holidays?
Thursday, March 17th, 2005First 4th of July, now St. Patty’s Day.
Archive for March, 2005
Liquor in the front, Poker in the back…
Tuesday, March 15th, 2005Break-ups fucking suck. They suck even more ass when you still find yourself dwelling, shit not even dwelling, but even a fleeting thought crosses your mind a year later, it could wreck havoc. Click “Naked, Drinking Coffee” for the male perspective of getting dumped and the healing process (aka: lots of alcohol) a year later.
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Guess who said it…
Sunday, March 13th, 2005When speaking of someone with a not-so-much personality: His personality is drier than my cooch.
There’s a new guy in town
Sunday, March 13th, 2005Grand Openings in the Warehouse District to make your entry-way into Spring a little less snowy:
FLO - a new twist on your nightly drunken binge! I saw the take-out and late-night menus yesterday. All I can say, is Panini’s you’re going down! Made-to-order omelets, an “Elvis Special” (which, by the way, is a PB-J and [...]
And another one…
Sunday, March 13th, 2005Potential Suitor: Do you date short, chubby guys?
Me: What ever happened to the question, Are you dating anyone? Let’s start there.
Short, Chubby Guy: Everyone uses that line… well, are you dating someone?
Is this really a LINE?
Me: Yes.
S,CG: Would you ever date a chubby guy?
Me: Yes. And especially if they’re funny.
S,CG: I may never date [...]
What Happened?
Saturday, March 12th, 2005Here I am: Welcome to age 28. I spent a fun night bowling with friends for my birthday. Thanks for the AWESOME Cold Stone Red Velvet cake. It made the birthday complete. To be continued…
I have been sober for 26 days.
Birthday Excuses
Friday, March 4th, 2005The statement of the evening at Liquid/Fusion last night: I’m Spencer, but you can call me Spence. It’s my birthday, and I like your boobies.
Buckin lil Broncos
Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005Mid-week Weekend Wrap-up: Friday night was totally PIA for the Art Museum function; oddly enough, I ended up at a few downtown bars. Change of scenery was overdue as I hit Blind Pig (I always love the live bands) with my “birthday posse” in tow. Even more odd, it wasn’t my special day, but shots [...]
