Feb 15, 2014 00:59
I know I'm getting old. While everyone around me is playing "sink the biz" and getting as drunk as possible and flirting with each other at our "Anti Valentine's Day Happy Hour", I'm monitoring my consumption and counting the minutes until I can go home.
Because I'm exhausted and just want to go to bed. Spending time with people is fun and I really enjoy it, but I want to wake up tomorrow in my own bed, without a hangover, and without anyone else in my bed.
<-------------- old crotchety woman. Might as well start getting the cats now.