Work is a bitch, but at least most of my co-workers are not. We had happy hour today at the Figueroa Hotel in honor of BPLJ's and T-West's birthdays. Delightful!
T-West is one of the sweetest, smartest, hardest-working people I know. She is incredibly thoughtful and kind, and I am so honored to be her friend. I aspire to be as caring as she is.
BPLJ is one of my favorite people, period. We have been friends for over seven years, and he makes me laugh on a daily basis. Without BPLJ, practicing law would be so very dreary.
Here are the birthday kids with shot and beer in hand!
This is not to say everybody else was chopped liver, of course. You know I'm glad you all came.
Latecomers were not photographed. My iPhone is cool, but it cannot take good photos in the dark. Sorry about (or congratulations on) not making the blog. We definitely need to do these happy hours more often, birthdays or not. It was nice to unwind and laugh, and now we all know about a certain person's sexual escapades in the ocean with a hot Armenian girl.
You had to be there.