Good Morning everyone.

It's Friday again. That's kind of nice.

I'm invited to go to a bachelor party tonight, but I'm not sure if I want to go. The guy getting married isn't someone I really want to be around when I'm drunk. I might end up beating is ass. He was kingy's old roommate, and screwed him over on some of the bills. But I heard he was the one who told the best man to invite me. Not too sure why he would want me there. Maybe he thinks enough time has gone by for everyone to not be pissed at him anymore. I just don't want to start anything with all of his buddies around. But on the other hand, petty differences aside, it should be a good time. I'm really good friends with the best man, and it sound like he did a great job planning this party. I'll know if I'm going or not by the time I leave work.

Have a great weekend!