Fridays after work all I want to do is go home and sleep. And I usually do, but this past Friday I definitely didn't. After work, I went up to Buckhead to return some things I'd bought over the past few weeks. I'm not sure why I did this, seeing as I hate traffic and Friday traffic in Atlanta is AWFUL in any direction, but everything got returned and I was home by 7. I was laying in bed confirming plans for the next two days when Cray-Z and Pookie call me to come over and eat dinner with them. OF COURSE!
Cray-Z and I had grilled porkchops and quinoa (new Pookie recipe). The quinoa was fantastic. I've only ever loved quinoa from one place - R. Thomas, but Pookie's was better! It's a good thing too, because even though I like R. Thomas, it freaks me out that I used to eat next door at Shipfeiffer until I spotted a HUGE rat. You know those things just go from place to place. Probably hiding out in R. Thomas! GROSS...so yeah. I probably won't be eating quinoa at R. Thomas anymore. We were drinking wine with dinner, but I must have been thirstier than both of them because I drank glass after glass like it was water. I was up a good two hours after they went up to bed at 10:30, drinking, facebooking, and eating ice cream. By myself. Awesome.
I ended up sleeping on their couch since I couldn't drive home. I woke up the next morning at 6:45ish when Pookie had to get up to go build a Habitat for Humanity house. I think I might have still been drunk.
Meh.
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