3 is enough.
Went to a party last night and I feel so fucking crappy right now, but not because of alcohol. I did have a couple drinks throughout the night, spent a good deal of time "babysitting" ex-housemates who'd chosen excess, but I still had a good time. My problem arose by crashing on a Bower couch. I slept 7 hours but don't feel like I slept at all. Fortunately, Ms. Kegstand and Mr. I'm-Gonna-Steal-Your-Drinks are feeling much worse than I am; justice prevails.
Still haven't fully moved yet. Half my things are at Magnolia and half at Bower. Unfortunately, I can't just stay at one place yet because two essentials--clothing/hygiene products and my hamster--are at different locations. Thank goodness for a bike. I go everywhere with it.
I cut my hair. For too long my hair looked like something a mom would give a 5-year old boy (a DIY job) and I just couldn't fix it. So it's back to the usual.
Just read a great article on inhaled alcohols, a new trend at bars. People are ridiculous.
Still haven't fully moved yet. Half my things are at Magnolia and half at Bower. Unfortunately, I can't just stay at one place yet because two essentials--clothing/hygiene products and my hamster--are at different locations. Thank goodness for a bike. I go everywhere with it.
I cut my hair. For too long my hair looked like something a mom would give a 5-year old boy (a DIY job) and I just couldn't fix it. So it's back to the usual.
Just read a great article on inhaled alcohols, a new trend at bars. People are ridiculous.