Dammit

August 12, 2008

Despite my self-embargo of all things booze until my 10k next month, I wanted to stop by the Green Dragon tonight and snag a mug of Bridgeport’s Hop Czar for their Meet the Brewer night tonight.  I especially wanted some of the cask-conditioned Hop Czar that was scheduled to be tapped, consumed in the Green Dragon’s new outdoor area.  So why am I not there, barring of course second thoughts about breaking my own rules?  Because I’m literally sitting here watching paint dry.  I feel like I’ve pretty much gotten screwed by the painters.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not mad that I’m not at the Dragon (mostly) and the house now looks great, but this makes the third time I’ve had to sit around and wait because of the painters.  The first two timesI came home early and they stood me up, and now I can’t close the front door because the paint is drying.  Bah!

Hanne and I went for an after-dinner run last night, and we got home around 9 or so.  Note for the future: eat earlier.  I didn’t get a stitch or get sick, but all in all, it would have made the run tremendously easier.

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