It can't ever be a good thing to wake up in the morning and see someone you know [sorta through the 6 degrees of separation] make
stupid_free.
And yet...
This, ladies and gentlemen, is why I am so adamant that we keep that particular brand of insanity to ourselves and a specific few people.
Exactly.
Other news:
I was super fuckin crabby yesterday because I needed to talk to people and people seemed determined to not be around. [If you're reading this and think I'm talking about you, then no. I am NOT talking about you.] I had plans [they weren't set in stone plans but it had been discussed] and by 5 they were fucked. And I don't have beer. I won't have beer until tomorrow.
And it'll be a lot of beer. You were warned.
I'm awake today, and less crabby, so if I see you around, I'll probably be happy to see you. Every day is better than the one before, and that's good. It's finally good.