To Catbirds or not to Catbirds

that is the question.

I received an IM from G today saying that Darth wants me to come to Catbirds. Here's the dilemma: I want to go out tonight--tired of GS cookies, wine, and sappy movies; however, as noted in previous posts, Catbirds is the Devilport of 2007, and I have to work 2m.

I am itching to see those sperm etched windows, though.

This dilemma is compounded by the fact that I'm craving Mo Mong, and you know that an evening started at Mo Mong never ends without the temptation of Catbirds. The thing is, though, I don't like the place. Why am I tempted to go? Does it satisfy something in my white trash subconscious?

Ah well, I'll be back later with my decision, but speaking of decisions, Saturday is D-day for me. Making huge decisions about chunks of my life--love, education, moving, career...

Why Saturday? It's because big decisions are best made over green beer, and definitely not green beer at Catbirds. Harp, maybe.