petemagyar came home, I shaved. Brian showed up, followed by Mike and eventually strawberrygal. Various films were watched, Brian did some karaoke, he and I played some Soul Calibur 2 for a while. We had a couple of cocktails, then wandered about searching for food. The town was pretty dead, it seemed. Every place we hit was closed, until we stumbled on Rice Shop. We've gotten delivery from there a few times, but never visited the actual place. It's the place that does Korean, Thai, Chinese, Vietnamese, Japanese, Malaysian, and I'm sure others I'm forgetting. We ate, Mike left, and we started working our way uptown after hitting my usual ATM across the street from my favorite place.

We stopped at Louise and Jerry's, a wonderful little bar. petemagyar and I have passed the place a dozen times, and most of the time saw some hot indie female or females near the window. During our pub crawl, it was one of our favorite bars out of the five or six we hit. That review sums it up nicely. A very friendly place, with a bartender who memorized what we wanted immediately despite working a decent crowd himself, and me ordering instead of petemagyar. So having enjoyed the place we returned there, had a couple of drinks, and then started walking to the northern third of town to meet up with strawberrygal's friends.

We met up with them at Tenth and Willow. Read an entertaining story about Hoboken native Joey Pantoliano and that bar here.

The crowd was your typical Hoboken crowd, and a large one at that. strawberrygal made some comments about it being a sausage festival, with lots of hot guys and a few dog-faced women. I pointed out one guy who had a good pseudo-distinguished vampire-esque look going on to petemagyar, when petemagyar insisted the guy was playing for the other team. We debated this for a bit, as I insisted that I saw him hitting on some girls and getting a couple of numbers. I was proven wrong minutes later, when the guy tried to pick petemagyar up. Brian tore up the dance floor, and some guy tried grabbing me on the way out. petemagyar kept on apologizing to strawberrygal for the way guys behave, and the sins of his gender.

We wandered down home, strawberrygal said she was hungry, so we swung by 7 Star, grabbed some pizza, and ate it at Church Square Park across the street. After that we walked home, Brian played some Voodoo Vince, and we all crashed.

Now I'm going to get ready, maybe visit runstaverun and kikibird if I have time, and then swing by the Magyar household for Thanksgiving. Tomorrow I work at EB for Black Friday.

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I love dogs.

Feeling: awake