Thanks Northampton Brewery! I had a great time at your holiday party last night. I even got my date to bust a move to "Bust a Move." And, there is almost nothing that makes me happier than a room full of drunk people screaming "Don't Stop Believing" at the top of their lungs. Clichéd, yes, but also fantastic. I don't know whether it was the free booze and food, karaoke dance party or all the cigarettes I smoked, but somehow, my faith in Northampton boys has been somewhat restored. There are some non weirdo/jerk/fuck ups out there after all. I will prevail.
An aside: Operation High Heels is in full swing, but my feet fucking hurt. Will it get easier?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment