With caveat: I’m a little drunk.

Pregaming was a Bass Ale and a Yuengling. If I had any Natty Boh left, I’d probably’ve had one of those, or two!

Walked to Adam’s Morgan around 7:15ish. I have no idea how long it took to get there, and I’m surprised I found the place as easily as I did. This was actually my first time in Adam’s Morgan since moving to DC — I work a lot, and Office happy hours are usually in downtown Bethesda, and Bookstore happy hours are usually wherever our underage employees won’t get carded — and it really reminded me of Fell’s Point, without the water. This impression was particularly clear when I left (around 11ish) when there were actually a lot of people milling around.

Also: let me just nag — motherfucker, when you’re walking in a t-shirt bitching about the cold, why didn’t you put on a fucking coat? Gah! I’m turning into my mother!

I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to find any bloggers, in fact, I was about thirty seconds from departing when Jesus and Lemmonex came downstairs looking for people like me: y’know, trying to look like I knew who I was looking for as I scanned the bar area trying to identity blogger through some sort of blogdar.

Sent upstairs, it wasn’t too long before I met Arjewtino, followed by, and in no particular order, and with apologies to bloggers I met but forgot to mention (no apologies for bloggers I didn’t meet — dude, I didn’t know you were there!): Maxie, Deutlich, Doug … okay, at this point, my mind has pretty much shut down. I’m sure there will be more detailed — and sober! — recaps later in the week.

I’ve been up since 5, and my drunk self has an appointment with my bed, if I can manage to drag myself over to it.

My favorite blogger, though, has to be DMB Does Not Stand For Dave Matthews Band. She bought me a beer! (My affection is cheaply bought!)

Mmm.

Bed.

UPDATE:

6:30am! Do you know what this means? It means I slept in. I usually wake up at like 5:30 at the latest on Saturdays. I think I’m going to go down to the Mall and see if I can find the WWI memorial.

Bloggers I met but didn’t link to last night because my decrepit self wanted to sleep:

Doug, Boztopia, Mb, Joe, and Leon. There were a couple of other new bloggers there, but I’m afraid alcohol and sleep has erased their names and blogs from my head — for now, I’ll call them Elizabeth, dude looking for vanilla tasting liquor, and American U. student.

I think this guy was there, but he would only refer to blogging as something he was mostly “retired” from, so I’m not quite sure.

Also, Candy Sandwich, who before tonight, was the only DC Blogger I’d previously met.