Monday, March 20, 2006
Beer
I was in this sports bar on Thursday watching basketball and drinking some beer when the waitress came up and asked me if I wanted another. I looked at my glass which had only a mouthful of beer left and thought about it and said, "Not yet, I'll order one in a few minutes." She looked at me a little confused and said, "If you want another one why don't you just order it now?" I proceeded to explain to her that I love beer. If she were to set another beer down in front of me at that moment I would immediately finish this one and start on that one. My self control only extends far enough to holding off on ordering another one. She just looked at me weird and walked away. Five minutes later I touched her arm as she walked by and said, "I'll have that beer now." Score one for self control.
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You touched her arm? Score! That's hot. I drank all weekend and now I can hardly remember my name.
Hilarious.
You guys wont believe this, but I'm actually drinking beer rather frequently these days. I think I may even be enjoying it. Mostly I drink beer to curb my tendency to be a raging ass on booze.
Oh my god. Ryan drinking beer? I'm pretty sure that's one of the signs of the appocalypse.
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