Why is my Insurance agent asleep on the couch?

After spending a hellacious day at the office wondering why Art needed to torment me with the pointlessness of my presence at the work place. I fianally came to the conclusion that his life at home is dreadful. I have heard several accounts from his past employees that he absolutely dreads being in the same room with his wife. I should have come to this realization sooner as he never has anything positive to say about her and that most of his comments about his wife are directed towards her spending habits. Is this what we have to look forward to, I surely hope not? After finally leaving the office I headed home to meet up with Jewell, Costner, and Tootle along with others. I head over to Jewell's parents house while he irons his shirt and pants and we head out. Jewell and I head to corner pocket to shoot some pool and perform our usual shit talking. We finally meet up with Costner, Toots, and Jake (Costner's little brother). Costner informs us that he already misses New York and can't wait to get back. Damn I feel special. I try to feel out how much he enjoys it there and get the low down on the new lifestyle. We swap stories of drunken nights and deep throat women. The next comment knocked me out of my chair. With a straight face Costner says, "And you know what else is cool, the clothes you can buy there, I mean you could wear absolutely anything there and no one would care. Plus you can buy such a variety of clothing there that you can't get anywhere else." HUH... Did you really just say that?

Apparently the best part of coming back to S.C. for Jewell and Costner is that they are able to smoke in bars. It must be a huge difference and a pain in the ass. Drinks and shots are consumed as normal, and the word comes that Faiyaz and Viren are on their way. I can't tell you how nice it is to see all these fuckers at the same time. Its just like the good old days, and no matter how old we get we will be able to raise hell with the same verocity as always. I did my best to convince everyone that waffle house was the next stop but were unable to coordinate a successful midnight meal. Jewell and I try to find another bar with some old friends from G Vegas and wind up pissing on a door and walking back to the car. After what Jewell referred to as the best damn meal of his life, wafflehouse texas cheese steak plate, we made our way home. We hope in the car and Jewell directs me to his old apartment, all the while I am thinking he knows a shortcut. We get about a mile from his old residence and I realize he has no idea what he is talking about and offer up the suggestion that we should make an apperance anyway to visit then new tenats. After careful consideration, Jewell pussies out, everyone knows I would have done it.

The next morning I awake not really knowing where I am. I hate that feeling. I get dressed and make my way downstairs while Mi Yong is cleaning the kitchen i carefully slip out and make my way home, not wanting have her be confused by the strange, overnight guest that just so happens to be their Insurance Agent.

Man I can't wait for Monday night and New Years. It is going to be crazy and I am sure if I can remember it I will blog it as best I can.