I helped a coworker move a piano and man, those things are fucking heavy. I didn't hurt my back, which is good, but I'm still going to feel it tomorrow. Afterwards, we headed to a pub that said coworker knew in Cambs that had nice atmosphere and good beer. Unfortunately, he didn't really remember where it was and after getting turned around a few times, we ended up in what seemed like a good pub from the outside but turned out to be Cambridge's equivalient of the Peel Pub (as a side note, even the website is ghetto!!!). I mean, it would probably be great if I were a single 18-21 year old.
As it was, the music was too loud, there were too many people and the beer came in plastic cups. You get the picture. I wasn't into that scene when I was the right age for it… Katy called me while we were there. She's not doing so good and that bummed me out cause she's there and feeling like crap and I'm here and there's nothing I can do to make it better and I hate that feeling. I hope she feels better soon :(
All in all, this day was a write-off. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better.
Just catching up on old entries! Have to ask, which pub was it? I have some guesses… Hope your girl feels better soon, I'm sure she will, and then you two can enjoy the fall weather.
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I don't remember the name, sorry. I'll pass along your wishes, and I'm actually pretty sure she'll see them directly as she's been known to stalk my blog :)
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