What Was I Thinking?

Birthday weeks truly are glorious things. There’s no pressure for people to change plans so they can come out on a certain night, no disappointment when a birthday falls on a bad day of the week, and people buy you drinks every night. But five nights of drinking in a row? That’s just dumb.

I didn’t make it off the couch Friday or Saturday. Just relaxed. And that was pretty glorious too.

I might do Nasty’s tonight.

I might do roller skating tomorrow.

I might just go home and take a nap too.