Y3 D164

I'm getting there, I'm getting there. It was a LONG Friday night...

Okay let's see...

The day started with a three hour meeting to discuss how we are going to slip the project at least two weeks. Gee that was fun. In the end it turned out we need to make a back end architectural change which adds a total of six weeks to the project. The upside is I won't have to work any insane 15 hour  days or stay in a hotel. The downside is I will be on this project thanks to the holidays until probably February. At least I will continue to rack up expenses and get back in the positive. That is nice. I ended up working only 10 hours yesterday because at one point I took the ladies on this project and was a bit of a player with them. It's weird; normally I am the one on a project who is the outcast and taken with a grain of salt. But on this one the two women are like that kind of woman I would have found at the wine bar I used to go. Hence I know how to smile and talk to them to make things better. They were royally pissed about the project slippage but yelled at the guy who normally is loved by clients and told me to enjoy my weekend and leave early. Nice.

Got home around six. Stopped at BevMo for 2 cases of Mike's hard lemonade and a big ass bottle of vodka for me. Yes, I had a game night party. Good turnout this time. Had about 14 people total. 6 passed out on the floor when I went to bed. We played Zombies, Dirty Minds, Bananagrams, and a board game from 1969 called Bottoms-Up made by Colt-45. One of the guys brought it. A complete game too. It was one of those dumb drinking games from that time period. Some of the material is SO late 60s and early 70s. It was kind of odd that I was the only one in the room older than the game. Plus the fact that I was the only one who had any clue on some of the questions about actors, movies, etc from that era. We had bowls of candy, cookie dough ice cream, way too much booze, a lot of pot, and all in all a great time. TGF passed out around 1 because she needed to get up this morning for dance. The octopus went to bed around 2. They are so having sex. They have to be at this point. Otherwise that poor boy's head is going to explode. After settling everyone in for the night I ended up in bed around 3. Pretty much passed out straight away. I was pretty drunk last night, but not like bad drunk. Just a good solid feel from about 8pm until 3am. Damn a 7 hour binge. Nice.

Now I get to clean the house before tonight's show. Do it aaaaaaalllll again....