You know what's fun? Going out to the bars for happy hour and maybe having a few more than you should and then when you're hardly able to maintain balance on your bar stool, running into someone that you haven't seen in a really long time, after a kind of awkward situation, caused by some bad judgment (and lots of booze... I think there's a theme here) and then that same person gives you shit about updating your weblog.

So, in honor of General Dodonna, this run-on sentence/grammatically incorrect update is for you...