a lil' vacation at beth's
When I got here Jason was packing his stuff. She took him to an undisclosed location a few hours south of the city, and was going to meet me at a Georgetown bar called the nine-pound hammer, around 2200hrs.
They told me the best Mexican food restaurant in the neighborhood and Jason said I could just ride his bike and not have to drive. They headed out at about 1800hrs and I retired upstairs to play EV : Nova before I left.
The Mexican food restaurant? Nice lady, good guacamole. Soggy Chili Rellenos though. I ate until I was stuffed to the gills and almost finished the combo. I put Jason's too-tight bike shoes back on, and proceeded to the hammer.
A pool game and a couple of drinks and 2230hrs. No Beth. Sweet lonely Georgetown...I headed home. The hammer is about the only mellow place in Georgetown.
Beth called me on the way home. Dear girl, she was just heading home now and lost one of her contact lenses. Poor thing, had to put up with Jason's antidisestablishmentarianism for the last few months; I bet she's still sad to see him go. Hope she gets home okay with a missing contact.
Had fun but missn'my girl.