On the rocks

Yesterday may have been the longest day ever, but there was a bright spot.

Kelly met me for dinner after my interview for some DC Tex Mex.

We went to Austin Grill, which is kind of funny considering my hatred of the Longhorns, but the food really hit the spot. I got the Migas Plate.

As is customary when I meet up with bloggers, I stuffed my face hardcore and ate every bit. It was too good not to.

Drinks were also had. Very necessary. Okay, not necessary but enjoyable. One margarita on the rocks. Two big beers. One lovely buzz.

That combination led to me passing out with ease last night. Not. I tossed and turned all night. I never sleep well in hotels. Awesome.

Speaking of awesome, Kelly is pure awesomesauce. I’m glad there are cool people in my future city that like to booze and gab.

Two more interviews today and then a flight back home. Yawn. Better get to it!

Margarita – frozen or on the rocks? I can only do them on the rocks – the frozen ones make me sick.

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