F.Y.I.

Today's post will come up a little later than usual. Check back in the afternoon. I had a fucking horrible night at work and just made it to a bar to make my three drink minimum. Now I'm having another beer at home reliving the horrors that I went through last night and the sun will be coming up soon. I hate it when that shit happens. Cheers and sneeze ya at all tomorrow's parties. And remember, as you toil through your morning shift, I'll be sleeping a booze-riddled sleep. These are the days of our lives. Or something like that. Goodnight everybody!