Quite an evening.

Noodles & Company first.  I ate in the front window, next to a table of gay men in their latest possible 30s.  I was concerned for my future, but I finished my buttered noodles with shrimp and flatbread.

Later I hung with fraternity buddies.  Happy birthday, Sam.

Then I bitched at Ty.  Sorry.

I will probably update this later with details, but right now I’m so tired it’s an effort to type.  Peace.