Quick rundown:

Talked to Steve this afternoon and we got the little bluffing situation at the part-time job under control, which is good, because really, next Friday is going to kick so much ass money wise, and I need it – taking that Sunday and Monday off for a trip up to Scranton to visit the grandmother and other extended family members (not to mention my parents, who I’m sure must be peeved that they keep having to drive out of state to see me, even though we only live like twenty minutes apart).

The blogger happy hour was totally awesome. I got out of work at eight, and was crusin’ down 83 not long after with butterflies in my stomach. Then I missed the turn onto Remington, and people were shooting each other, and I damn near peed myself, so I did a powerslide and hauled ass the other way. (While I did get slightly lost, this previous was an exaggeration).

Met a lot of people — Fool, Jason Thomas, Kmart & Anonymous, some dude Donnie, Baltimore Roll, Jennetic, LiveinLove, Virginia, Supafine, MHG, Eebmore, Epiph … Linda and Jwer were both there, and then both bolted, although Linda did get in a snide “Clean your apartment!” remark … that’s fine, it’s true, I need to do me some cleanin’. (PS, if I forgot to mention you, I’m sorry! I can be an idiot like that! Don’t hate me!)

There was this one dude, Ben (I think was his name, if not drop me a line and correct my stupid self), who identified himself as a reader (and not a blogger per-se) who really flattered me by telling me he felt like he worked in the pizza shops himself. That really made my night, and I was all like, “Woohoo!”

Oh! Oh! I stole a bar glass. Not like I was the only one, but hoorah! I was so afraid I’d get busted, but then me and Fool made our escape out the side door, and were like, “Where’s Jason?” because by that time it was only the three of us.

Also: I have like four or twenty pictures of LiveinLove (damn, forgot to ask the pronunciation question) doing that pose from her blog’s homepage. You know the one. At one point she was grabbing at my camera: “Do I look sexy, or do I look drunk?” A second later, her appraisal: “Sexy drunk!”

Anyway, I’m a little tipsy, the cats are howling because apparently I haven’t fed them all day, and I’m going off to either do that, or to fall asleep.

If you’re curious, I’m leaning towards “sleep.”

Factoid: Fool has never seen a single episode of the “Dukes of Hazzard.” !!!!

Also: I posted pictures of LiveinLove and Fool because they’ve posted pictures of themselves on their own blogs, so I’m just assuming defacto permission, although methinks LiveinLove is going to kick my ass the next time she sees me (not hard, it’s a big target).