Now that I went to this place where music, cute girls and beer, and some weird people who call themselves artists congregate during weekend nights, my nerd power probably ratcheted a few notches down, and I don’t really hate it.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
In Which I Went to The Outpost
Not only did I go to The Outpost. I stayed there for over 3 hours and listened to band music,
smoked a pack of cigs and drank beer with some friends. I wonder why that was the only time for a long time that I did something like it. I usually spend my weekends at home, curl up in bed with funny books, classic novels, or watch filthy movies till the afternoon, then, play basketball from 3PM to 6PM, eat a big dinner, take a long cold bath and then watch filthy movies. Wait, I’ve already said that.