Happy St. Paddy's Day

As the title insinuates, its That time of year again. When the good peolple of the world get drunk like The Irish, and The Irish get even drunker.

The big day was actaully yesterday, and you could almost feel it in the air, though on second though, maybe it was just the smell of beer in the air that made it apparent. I didn't go drinking myself, as I had too much school work to do. Also, I'm saving my energy for tonight.

Every year my self and the guys go drinking to celebrate St. Paddy's Day on the weekend closest to the 17th. We've been doing it ever since we could get into the bars downtown, and we've always hit the same spot, The Republic. We haven't missed a year there, even when two years ago we had a nasty snow storm and we were the only people in the bar.

Its a tradition that I hope doesn't fade away too soon. Especially since we are starting to head our own ways after graduating school and getting jobs and whatever else. Our numbers are dwindling, but the friendships are still there. Thats why its ever so important that we take this oppurtunity and get absolutly shitfaced together!

I'll see if I'm able to focus my eyes enough tommorow to post a couple of pictures from tonight. Now, where did I put my 4 leaf clover boxers?