People Never Change

I knew this already.
But like most people, I live for validation.

Me and Steve and Shelly and Josh and Casey went to Happy Hour at the Chapel on Friday to see Sue and her college roomate Leta.
I always like to make an effort to meet out of town folks and friends- but there was extra incentive this time.

Here was someone who knew Sue much longer than me.
Not only can she confirm the pathology that is Sue (which she did) but also fills out the timeline.
This was no head injury. Sue is a genuine product of nature and nurture.
It could happen again, God help us.

Well anyway, it was another excuse to drink. And drink we did. Our bitchy gay waiter brought lots when he felt like it. Whiskey, mint gimlets, lavender martinis, and beer.

Casey had to leave three drinks in to go break up with a guy she wasn't dating on his birthday.
Nice.










Oh well, not every ends up in a happy pairing like this one.


For example:



(Actually, I'm just screaming at paparazzi.)