Time to Realize Adulthood Sucks

It's really sad to see when driving through an old neighborhood that a Dollar General can't even stay open.
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I saw a guy in an old Grand Marquis driving down Abram in Arlington with a DVD/TV thingie hooked up where his rear view mirror should be playing porn for all the other fellow drivers to see. Saddest is this is definitely not the first time for this type of thing in this neighborhood.
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I had forgotten how much miss that stupid old pub. Small, dirty, more a house than a bar. Decently bad service, but we got to have the back room as our own most of the night. The last time I was there I wasn't legal to drink. And it was good to see people I haven't seen in five years, people I barely remember and who remember me more from my car than from myself. I was told that back then (not to say now) I was too intellectual to hang out with according to Andrei. Good times. Now we're supposed to get together next weekend back out at their place b/c he says he and his wife don't have many people to hang out with their age (or a few years older) that aren't stupid. I love how time reverses.
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I hate the drive to and from. 50 minutes of dead space, and none of it gives me that feeling of freedom that I normally get driving alone on freeways at night. I came home to find 3 men playing Wii in my livingroom, drunk off their asses. So despite the obnoxious amount of scotch I had, I was completely sober and thus able to school them in the ways of bowling. But then the drink consumed once home made me completely incompetent for tennis.
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My sister and brother in law are moving next weekend and so I get to inherit a cat for a day. Somehow it does not bother her that I plan on having the cat live in the bathroom downstairs. Odd.
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It's time to shower and go have breakfast at Blue Goose. It's Cinco de Mayo which means cheaper drinks. And I love cheaper drinks. And by breakfast I mean it is almost 1500.