At 8:45am this morning I was walking down Daniel street to go to class I passed the bars and noticed that not only were they open, but people were already drinking, and in some cases, lined up outside the bars.
Now, I’ve been known to enjoy a recreational beverage or two, but drinking before 9am shows something far beyond dedication. Not that I have anything against spending all of St. Patrick’s day in a drunken stupor, it just seems like starting at 8am is taking things way, way too far.
Then during lecture and the subsequent lame discussion all I could think of was how much more tolerable the class would be if I had a few beers every Friday before class started.
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