Lottery Losers Turned Happy Hour Heroes

Sylvia and I booked it to the Orpheum after work tonight, tossed our names into the lottery for front row seats to see The Book of Mormon, sped down the street to Fermentation Lab for one beer each, hustled back to the theater to find out that we didn't win tickets but then turned our em effing lemons into lemonade by hitting up happy hour at Kaya, the new Jamaican restaurant near the Twitter building, for jerk chicken wings and Red Stripes.

This evening's dinner with S marks the completion of another of this week's funk-busting goals ("Have three meals with friends") so now all I've got left is the GD five-miler that's honestly pretty necessary after all these calories.