march 21 in twenty-seven
- March 23, 2014, 10:21 p.m.
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I don't think Friday could have gotten here any later this week.
Came home from work and just as I crawled into bed for a pity party of one, R texted me about going out for a quick drink. It was indeed quick, but I had four and was stumbling home drunk (I walked there). Not sure how that happened. I didn't intend it to.
It was a rough day.
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