Christ… As my counterpart here so eloquently put it, “Welcome to the club. You are officially an old man now.”

This was a response to my complaining that my head hurt and also probably the fact that I look like I rode into work on a stray tornado. No, I don’t mean I look like Buffalo Bill. I look more like Mr. Bill! OH NOOOOOO!

Anyway, the old team from AOL got together and went out last night to throw back some drinks and catch up on life. Much like we used to do on a regular basis for our “Team Days”. Looked good on paper. After all, it was quite enjoyable every other time. Not that it wasn’t enjoyable this time. It was great to see all the friendly faces, and see how life has changed in the last year.

In the spirit of the old days, I decided to smoke a few cigarettes, and throw back a couple three (or five?… don’t remember) vodkas. Well, today I am paying for it. Paying for it, like it was Mexico and I just downed a liter of the shit. Can someone tell me what I enjoyed so much about getting my drink on? Because from my current vantage point, it sucks ass.

Anyway, again it was good to see everyone. But next time I’m pushing that we hang at Starbucks instead of the bar. ;)