When it comes to bars, I'm willing to check out new ones; however, I'll stick to Catbirds if I feel like drinking in public. It's not staffed by pricks and the drinks don't taste like shit. Note to world at large: stronger ain't better.

Thankfully, the waste of time that was my trip to the bar last night was justified by the conversation I had with Jay and my brother afterwards. Thanks, dudes; I needed it.

Threw my hat in for a new job today. Again. I'm convinced that employers hate me, which is fine, because I hate them too, and more than they hate me.