Goldschlager is poison. With glitter.
I’m going to have to curb the drinking again.
There is a portion of my Saturday/Sunday morning that I do not remember.
I never used to black out drinking. Maybe that’s my body’s way of saying “STOP DOING THAT YOU HOSE BEAST”.
I wound up again doing things I shouldn’t have done.
Apparently gave Jon and all the old truckers around him a show.
At least I faired better than Rebekah. She blacked out and had the hangover of death chilling out with her all day Sunday.
*sigh*
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