the cubs ended up winning the game and everyone gave me dirty looks because not only did i have my cubs hat on but i also had my Snoopy watching the cubs on tv tshirt, and i had just bought a sweet Cubs pennant.

my cohort was a little ancy to leave the stadium because we had to sit through the whole game without drinking. apparently there is no booze sold in the bleachers of Dodger Stadium. so she graciously allowed me the opportunity to buy her a drink at one of my favorite bars in los feliz. drinks dont fuck us up, they just make us giggle more. as if that was even possible.

even though i work with her, and even though we dont really hang out that much outside of work, ive got to say, ive always had fun with pj and i dont know why that always surprises me, but it does.