And all she was looking for was an answer
Last night was pretty awesome. Andy was back in town so I figured a Friday-night trip to Pigskins was in order. Washburn’s debate tournament is this weekend and so all the debaters were already gathered. We went there for food and dollar draws of Coors. Which I refuse to order as anything other than “Currs”. Lol. I got nice and drunk and hung out with Big Poppa and all the debaters. Plus, Andy and Ryan showed up (as expected) and really liked my haircut/color.
There was awkwardness between Joe and I which I could’ve done without… but I think that we’ll be okay. It’s just figuring out what friends means that’s the difficult part we’re in right now. I’m glad though that he’s not just bailing on the friendship. And I hope he understands that I’m really sorry that I’m a bad friend.
I got a phone call from Jarred finally. Read: Effin finally. He hasn’t talked to me since Tuesday. Drunk Jarred gave several reasons for this: 1) I lost my phone; 2) I had my phone disabled; 3) I just wasn’t answering. I have a gut feeling that a combination of these is probably true. But still. It was a funny talk. He’s celebrating veterans day in Phoenix getting drunk and watching NASCAR. What an American.