Saturday: Woke up next to "the man." No other details being offered at this time. ;)
Was a fag hag the rest of the day at Market Days and later on again at a party with more gays. Love them fuckin' gays.
Sunday: Woke up hungover, managed to get to the gym. Sat on ass for the rest of the day but managed to get paid for it. I did miss out on Flock of Seagulls but I doubt I missed much. However, I managed to park illegally for 2 hours and NOT get a ticket.
In Chicago, THAT is a miracle in itself.