Aug 15, 2006 14:13
All morning I kept repeating to myself:
I will not drink wine at lunch.
I will not drink wine at lunch.
I will not drink wine at lunch.
I drank wine at lunch.
I love restaurant week.
I'm not feeling entirely comfortable about the steak I ate. I tend to like things well done and it was practically still mooing. At one point I think it tried to run off the plate. If I get mad cow disease or something....
I just want a nap now.
i fail at being grownup