No longer reeling from being drunk for more than 12 hours straight, but still feeling the hollow in my stomach that makes me crave food and resent it all at the same time.
Ran to Costco with the fam in the morning, dropped Marie off at work, went and got lunch with a friend from college, got my hair cut, went to the grocery store, helped get the bean ready for bed, and then popped an enormous edible to chill away the evening. Marie’s family is coming up to town tomorrow so we can go back to the ranch where Amelia and I went last week. Might go back to shorter posts on the weekend since a couple of these were back dated. Mainly was just so burnt out from fucking up my intestines that this mattered less than it usually does. Hopefully not a constant going forward but I guess we’ll see.