Tonight I have made the rash decision, after having been blown off by The Coach again, to hit the final performance of Patriautism down at Second City. My friend Ronnie, a brilliant & funny guy, is in it and I imagine some of my friends from my days at the Tequila Roadhouse will be around. As I try to reshape my social life, this is a group I’d love to be involved with again and am looking forward to hanging out tonight. Also, the show should give me a good laugh–something I am in desperate need of after last night’s mortification at the hands of The Waiter.
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