lesson from this weekend.

don’t drunk patrone liquor.
my god, two shots of that, and the next morning I was praying for death.
what sick people make that stuff…

I had other alcohol as well friday evening, but not nearly as much as I’ve had in the past to get me to that level of death-wishing/praying.

It left me wasted in bed until 4pm Saturday, meaning nothing got done this weekend, I’m writing while taking a break from doing the freelance work I wanted to do yesterday… which obviously didn’t get done.

yeahhh nothing new to report… life goes on, stomach lining will return…
tomorrow’s another monday.