This is the second half, and because it happened later, was more drunken. <br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_2/1041/0031.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_2/1041/0032.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_2/1041/0033.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_2/1041/0034.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_2/1041/0035.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_2/1041/0036.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_2/1041/0037.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />
Posted by matt on 2009-12-27T00:00:00Z GMT
You know, you;d think the office christmas party would be boring, and nothing would really happen. And I suppose I did end up driving myself home that night, so it wasn’t that crazy. But still, it requires two posts to get all the photos in. Here: <br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0023.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0024.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0025.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0026.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0027.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0028.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0029.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/office_christmas_party,_pt_1/1042/0030.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />
Posted by matt on 2009-12-27T00:00:00Z GMT
yeah, I’m not one for news pictures so much… the news is all fake anyway, or at least 90% bullshit to 10% truth… but I do like the snow. So, for once, a topical post. <br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/fucking_snow…/1045/0008.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/fucking_snow…/1045/0009.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/fucking_snow…/1045/0010.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/fucking_snow…/1045/0011.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />
Posted by matt on 2009-12-27T00:00:00Z GMT
I was at the blue note… this was the night I found out someone new was buying it, definitely bittersweet… but the sweet was good, too, Hanging out w/ Kat and Sigrid and Kat’s fam (her dad is a pool shark, watchout), and then just the drinking, oh, the drinking… <br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/it’s_been_four_days_since…/1044/0005.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/it’s_been_four_days_since…/1044/0006.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/it’s_been_four_days_since…/1044/0007.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />
Posted by matt on 2009-12-27T00:00:00Z GMT
Mike J’s. At the Sipango. And you might think, from these pictures, that it’s not a bad place to hang out. You’d be wrong. I wouldn’t go there again unless it’s someone’s birthday, and they won’t see reason and come to a bar with less dudebros. The things we do for our friends. Actually, I only stayed for half an hour, everybody was already pretty well wasted by the time I got there. Although I did have dinner and some beers earlier at Mcnellies that night, I wasn’t <span >drinking</span>, if you know what I mean. Tuesday, you know? <br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/the_last_december_birthday/1040/0001.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/the_last_december_birthday/1040/0002.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br /><br /><span class=”caption” ></span><img src=”https://images.matt.pictures/the_last_december_birthday/1040/0004.jpg” alt=”Photos” /><br />
Posted by matt on 2009-12-27T00:00:00Z GMT
