Some days just suck. Had a weekend with the BF but we partied too hard and ended up sleeping through the day til 3:30. He had to leave at 4 but pushed it back to 5.
I drowned my sorrows in a giant greasey cheeseburger (but they were out of tomatoes and lettuce) and a slice of apple pie that sort of smelled like plastic and grease. What a fucking waste of sorrow drowning.
I'm not sure if I should break out the last few shots of vodka or not. I do have to work tomorrow. Maybe not.
I drowned my sorrows in a giant greasey cheeseburger (but they were out of tomatoes and lettuce) and a slice of apple pie that sort of smelled like plastic and grease. What a fucking waste of sorrow drowning.
I'm not sure if I should break out the last few shots of vodka or not. I do have to work tomorrow. Maybe not.
nothing like a burger to drown the pain