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Happy Belated St. Patrick’s Day

I am such a slacker. I have been laying around doing nothing all morning, recovering from spending St. Patrick’s Day at Waterside. Well, I did go for a run — if you could even call it that. I think it was more of a long walk with sporadic spurts of jogging, perhaps even trotting. Oh well.

It’s totally gorgeous outside. I got up and ate breakfast at the new bistro table on our deck. I’m trying to motivate myself to clean up the apartment — it’s going okay. So far I’ve rearranged some magazines on the table and lit two candles.

I’m going to Vegas again — how crazy is that? I’m leaving on April 6th and staying until the 11th, so I’ll be spending my birthday there for the second year in a row! I can’t wait to see my cousins again, and I’ll probably even be able to have Holly cut my hair again. Not to mention Robbie Roommate will be there again (he has to go for a few weeks for work), so we can totally party like rock stars again. I’m really excited. Hopefully it will be sunny and warm this time with no flash floods! I’ll be able to sit out under the palm tree by my aunt’s pool and drink passionfruit iced tea and it will be just like last year. Mmmm. I definitely can’t wait to go.

St. Patrick’s Day was a good time. Robbie and I met for lunch at Kelly’s on Granby Street in Norfolk and had some beers before returning to work for the afternoon, so that was exciting. I think people should make a regular habit of drinking beers on lunch breaks. Later, we went to Waterside. They were having one of their crazy bar crawls — 10 bars for 10 bucks. Well, my friend Tara works at Crocodile Rocks, so I got 10 bars for no bucks. Which is good because we only hit two of the 10 bars anyway – Crocodile Rocks and Have A Nice Day Cafe. (Although, we did show our IDs at Dixie’s Tavern before looking in the door and opting not to go in, and I think we may have spent like all of five minutes in Bar Norfolk — maybe. I can’t remember.) I spent my 10 bucks on buying a commemorative Waterside St. Patty’s Day Bar Crawl t-shirt for Robbie instead. It’s green. I carried it around in my purse all night. I’m straying from the point of this story.

Anyway, we wore green, we drank beer, we danced, we listened to duelling pianos, we took some pictures, we came home and ate chocolate pop-tarts at 2:30 in the morning — the usual. It was fun.

I think this is the most substantial LJ update I have written in ages. I am totally proud of myself. I’m going to go take a nap.

Oh yeah! We did go to Bar Norfolk for a few minutes. I remember it smelled like bleach. I’m sure that’s just what I needed at that point in my drunken state — to be inhaling bleach fumes in Bar Norfolk. Wow.

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