After trying to flag a cab for a short five minutes and noticing that wasn't going to happen any time soon I decided to just walk home from work. I literally got across the street when six drunk white girls in dresses started brawling (I use the word brawling lightly) right in front of a cop that was standing on the corner. I watch it for about 30 seconds as I continue walking by and which by this point two squad cars are already pulling up. One of them tried running, in heels, bit it hard and I'm pretty sure she knocked herself out when she fell onto the sidewalk head first. So I then walk up a couple pretty big hills (fuck you Seattle) and I'm on a nice quite block when out of a random apartment building about four blocks from my place some dude comes running out of it in literally just his boxers with some other dude chasing him. Dude in the boxers was gone like the flash down and the other dude stopped after half a block and screamed at the top of his lungs "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKK YOOOOOOU BRAD!" then he noticed me standing there, turned, and walked back into the apartment building.
I just sat down and I'm going to crack one of my two High Lifes now and pour a glass of Jameson's.
Happy new years everyone!