Truly, The Greatest Day Of The YearI would like to say a special thanks to a very special person.
Yesterday was a very special day for me. Other people can have their Christmas or their New Years. They can take Valentine's and Halloween.
But St. Patrick's day? That's my holiday.
There's no other motive behind St. Paddy's day. You can drink on any holiday, but this is a day DEVOTED to drinking.
St. Patrick: patron saint of liver damage.
I don't even know what happened last night.
Here's an entire record of everything I remember yesterday:
-> Work day ends
-> Find nearest bar
-> Start drinking
And that's it.
I woke up five minutes ago with a hangover, an empty wallet, and a t-shirt that says "Kiss My Ass, It's Irish!"
The strange part is that I actually found a half-written blog post that I had apparently written at some point during the night.
Unfortunately, since I doubt anyone would be entertained by my thoughts on why I think my shoes are out to get me, I decided to delete it.
Note to self: mixing different types of alcohol is a bad idea, not a challenge.
Note to shoes: screw you.
Anyway, now that I'm actually awake, I'll be working on the fan pack. I really think you guys are going to enjoy this one.
Also, while I was drinking, I'm pretty sure I ran into GoblinSmithy. He and Pathfinder will be making an appearance in the fan pack this month.
I'm not sure if that's good news or not.