Heading to bed now, this buzz has run its course.

Boy am I going to feel like shit tomorrow. And noone to make me breakfast.

Sucks being alone.

Funny, being drunk.

Vesta Lunch is by far the most awesome place I've ever been. Just tonight, ripped off my face, discussing the relative merits of the bible with a friend of mine, we soon had the whol restuarant involved in the discussion. Granted, the insights were, for the most part, less than helpful, but the spirit was there.

Vesta Lunch, for those not familiar, is the greasiest greasy spoon this side of the next greasiest spoon. And that's a long way off. It's been open since 1956 and has never changed a single bit. Once, they reupholstered the stools, but that's all I've ever seen. one of the fridges is even called a Kelvinator. How awesome is that?

Well, anyway, it's awesome. Especially when you're drunk like I am.

-DrThompson

So this is awesomejumbo. Boy am I a goofy guy, typing away. Nothing really just rnadoms stuff like a monkey at a typewriter to check the margins and make sure there's no text-wrapping issues. Isn't web design glamorous