georgeliquor

This morning I woke up, fluttered my eyes open, saw a bottle of empty whiskey on a table I didn't recognize infront of me.

I then realized, I didn't know where I was.

Then! I remembered I drank with a local chef last night, and fell asleep on his couch.

And today at work? I might have been hungover and tired, but I started crying I was laughing so hard more times than I think I ever have at work.

Life is, as always, good.

(In other news..Celia came in to Prima tonight. Gruh.)