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25 March 2004
went out with people from work to a crappy pseudo-irish pub. it was full of banker types, and with the exception of our group, there were only three women in the bar.
i had plenty to drink though. a few whiskey drinks, a few beers. and then a few more beers at another bar down the street with the stragglers. one of whom, a very drunk former pdg employee, regaled me with slurred stories about all the people in the office who he didn't like.