Nothing to look forward to because all I do is work.
I just want to get really drunk and then cry for a long time. Haven’t done that in a while.
I am really enoying it.
and we call this spring and we sleep like babies to the sound of falling rain and awake to spring with all its luscious colors and glorious happiness.
angsty as HELL
I had 1/2 to 3/5 of a bottle of wine and am feeling very tipsy. There was a time when Karen and I considered a bottle of wine down (each) theoretical zero.
You drank a bottle of wine while getting ready and then went out and had drinks. In retrospect that does not sound healthy.
We literally couldn’t get drunk til after bottle one. Each.
Now I have two Coors Lights and start hiccuping. Fucking Coors Light.
He refuses always. He does not like to socialize nor drink excessively. And he doesn’t believe in going to a bar and not drinking excessively. I haven’t just, gone to a bar with a best friend just to sit there and be in public and fucking socialize in AGES.
I feel like this is actually kind of a big deal to me. I really don’t know how to live as a hermit.