So I've got to go to this bullshit bachelor party this weekend. I'm not thrilled about it. It's enough of an imposition on my valuable free time just to go to the wedding, now I've got to give up an entire weekend for the goddamn bachelor party? (Yeah, it's in Las Vegas. Like that's not a huge cliché....) And what's more, the bulk of the festivities are planned for Sunday, which means I have to use a vacation day to take time off work. Swell. Strip clubs kind of skeeve me out. Firearms - machine guns, especially - really skeeve me out. I don't gamble. This should be a fun time. But at least it's going really expensive, so I've got that going for me. I pretty much only agreed to go because I thought it would be fun to hang out with Ydnar, who I almost never get to see any more, for the weekend. Well, he bailed at the last minute. He's no fool; that's what I should have done. Ugh. What a drag. At least there will be booze. I think I'm going to have to turn this trip into a proper bender just to make it tolerable. I'm a prickly pear! Anyway, see yinz all again on Tuesday. Try to have a better weekend than me. Shouldn't be tough....
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