3:32am on Labor Day
Really I should be in bed, but instead I’m sitting here typing about what I should be doing. Friday night i got plastered with Mitch for the second time in my entire life, and I learned a valuable lesson. Never mix hard liqour. It wasn’t a headache that got me the next morning, it was the sick almost puke feeling I had for about three hours after I woke up. I don’t plan on getting drunk that often, and I will never get drunk if there is work to be done.
