No mas! No mas!

Somewhere along the line, ginkgo and I became social creatures again.

One night a week.

By some odd twisted bizarre ironic *CRUEL* fate of the universe, every single ongoing social event that we have falls on Wed night.

There's the Scoobygang that gets together to watch Angel.

Then there's Stitch & Bitch every other week.

Then there's jason0x21's monthly drink nights.

And all three are converging this Wednesday. AAAAAAAAAAAA!

Could they alternate? Could they be staggered? Could they even, god forbid, happen on *different nights of the fucking week*?!?!?!?

Oh no. Of course not.

*sigh*

And I just found out that one of my favorite local seedy bars has $7 pitchers of Guinness... on Wednesday nights. Gah.

No mas! No mas!

Somewhere along the line, ginkgo and I became social creatures again.

One night a week.

By some odd twisted bizarre ironic *CRUEL* fate of the universe, every single ongoing social event that we have falls on Wed night.

There's the Scoobygang that gets together to watch Angel.

Then there's Stitch & Bitch every other week.

Then there's jason0x21's monthly drink nights.

And all three are converging this Wednesday. AAAAAAAAAAAA!

Could they alternate? Could they be staggered? Could they even, god forbid, happen on *different nights of the fucking week*?!?!?!?

Oh no. Of course not.

*sigh*

And I just found out that one of my favorite local seedy bars has $7 pitchers of Guinness... on Wednesday nights. Gah.