The Scout (thescout) wrote in parabolical, @ 2007-12-31 21:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | charlie mcgee, elisabeth braddock, michael connelly |
AND HERE IS THE PUB CRAWL.
Who: The Scout and Open To Anybody Who Wants In And Doesn't Mind Rowdiness
What: PUB. CRAWL.
When: NEW YEAR'S EVE
Where: BARS. Multiple ones. Sequentially. Until they can't make it to another one.
Rating: Drunkenness. Scout-swearing. Who knows?
It wasn't that he drank too much. He was just Irish, honestly. And it was New Year's frickin' Eve, what do you want? And if he went out and drank with some new people, made some new friends, he wouldn't fucking think about the old friends he wasn't out drinking with tonight, the guys in Southie, the guys in the Game, nobody.
Not that he was thinking about them anyway. Nope. Not him.
They'd all arranged to meet somewhere, and he kinda expected to run early. He usually did. Usually because he literally ran - or, well, jogged anyway, no reason to just walk when you can get a little runnin' in, y'know? He got there, anyway, and he looked forward to everybody else getting there, because drinking alone on New Year's is kinda lame.