It’s the fucking weekend! It’s the fucking weekend! That means I don’t have to drive into the Frozen Hellscape that is Boston for two fucking days! It also means the Wife is returning from eight days of conferencing in San Francisco! Glory be to the highest, I’m so fucking ready for this weekend. And you should be too! Let’s celebrate together at the Open Bar! Drag a chair up next to me, consume your favorite chemicals, and share what you’re up to the next two days!
What movie are you saying? What comic books are you reading? You going to a concert? Getting blackout drunk and rubbing the grease from a thick-crust pizza into your pubes for proper hydration? I want to know it all! Let’s party.
