There were tequila shots. It was too windy for a barbeque so we had meat cooked under the grill instead. There were tequila shots. There were tortillas. There was a dirty story with actions. There was an appreciation of three types of absinthe. There was a game of I have never… now I haven’t played that in ages. Eventually people left. There was take-out.
I’m glad I don’t have work until tomorrow afternoon.