…and a nice Chianti

Ever since I moved from school, I’ve forgotten how fun it can be to just sit around with a couple glasses of beer and hang out with people. That’s one thing I miss about the Bear’s Lair. What I don’t miss is how we always end up sitting at a table that’s about 30 degrees colder than everyone else’s table, but I digress.

After work, I had a couple glasses of beer with The BF (pronounced “the bif”) and some other co-workers. One thing I like most about casual drinking is that peoples’ mouths get “itchier” (as my father likes to say) and they tend to be a more relaxed about what they say. Maybe it’s because I usually only talk to these people in a work environment, but I think I got to know a few people better tonight.

My Quest for a bag is over!

I went shopping with the BF this afternoon and we were remarkably successful. I found everything that I needed including the spiffy army medic’s bag I’ve been (not so secretly) pining for. The BF found almost everything he needed at just one store: the army surplus store. I think he really likes that store now. He even found a surprisingly hard to find black bandana with skulls and crossbones all over it.

medic bag