4 beers, Aquaman, and what to pack.

It’s been an interesting day. Somehow, my friend/co-worker Margaret convinced me to leave work early and go drinking with her—at 1 pm. I arrived at “P. Bob’s” at 3ish, and by 6:30 had consumed 4 beers. Not a lot, I know, but you know when you’ve consumed enough that you’re not sure how loud you’re talking, yeah, that was me. I don’t think I was talking loudly though, because Kevin C. didn’t complain when I had dinner with him at 6:30 (Hi, Kevin, hope I wasn’t loud).

Later on, I watched an episode of Smallville, where Aquaman came to stir up trouble for our future Superman. He also stirred up thinly veiled homoerotism, really bad acting, and spoon-fed Clark a clunky reference to the JLA (Junior Lifeguards Association….Justice League of America, get it?).

Don’t get the wrong idea; I did manage to be productive today. I discovered All Psychology Schools.com, which will be a BIG help in searching for counseling/clinical graduate programs in the southeast.

At the end of my day, I spent far too much time trying to decide what to take for my trip to Furman’s homecoming this weekend. Basically, autumn sucks because the temperature goes from fairly warm during the day to fairly cool at night. But how warm and how cool? I find that after three months of summer, you forget what 71 or 65 degrees feels like. Does that temperature mean sweater? Of course maybe I obsess over this stuff too much and should just pack t-shirts. But then I wouldn’t be me, now would I?

Tomorrow, I will hit the road, and it’ll be four hours with Hannah B., fun times! Perhaps I see you on the mall, at the game, and around. If not, perhaps I’ll return with stories to post. Either way, keep those fingers crossed.