I would like to start this post with a round of apologies.

First, to anyone I may have seen, talked to, facebook messaged or loser text stalked last night, I am sorry. I knew not what I did.

Secondly, To my right eye. I'm not sure what happened, whatever it was I'm deeply apologetic. Now will you please open up and work because I'm going to need you at some point today.

And finally, To anyone who suffered through that hot mess of a blog post last night. I sorries.



Alright, I'd like to blame other people for my actions but I'm going to have to take the credit for getting myself drunk and having an absolute blast last night. I mean honestly, any night that ends with a wander through a classic car show and berry cobbler a la mode is a night I don't regret having.

I do however regret the full day of work that starts in an hour. I doubly regret it because i just realized I work with both my managers...

I had crazy, wine fueled dreams last night about going to school and its got me all excited to get my shit together and at least take a pottery class or something. I mean, whats stopping me?

Nothing.

Only the fact that I feel like I got hit by a freight train full of candy. So incredibly awful. Its too much good and bad for one person.

I would like to start this post with a round of apologies.

First, to anyone I may have seen, talked to, facebook messaged or loser text stalked last night, I am sorry. I knew not what I did.

Secondly, To my right eye. I'm not sure what happened, whatever it was I'm deeply apologetic. Now will you please open up and work because I'm going to need you at some point today.

And finally, To anyone who suffered through that hot mess of a blog post last night. I sorries.



Alright, I'd like to blame other people for my actions but I'm going to have to take the credit for getting myself drunk and having an absolute blast last night. I mean honestly, any night that ends with a wander through a classic car show and berry cobbler a la mode is a night I don't regret having.

I do however regret the full day of work that starts in an hour. I doubly regret it because i just realized I work with both my managers...

I had crazy, wine fueled dreams last night about going to school and its got me all excited to get my shit together and at least take a pottery class or something. I mean, whats stopping me?

Nothing.

Only the fact that I feel like I got hit by a freight train full of candy. So incredibly awful. Its too much good and bad for one person.