Drunk blogging with the Cheese laughing behind me on the Tony Bennett Room’s loveseat. Yeup, tonight wasn’t bad at all, all the worrying for nothing. Four drinks later and I’m still up without a nap, and now, off the bed, and I’m not talking about the sleeping kind.
*Wink Wink.
P.S. I think my alcohol filled mind has spelled checked this entie post, so, if it is not, I’ll laugh about it in the morning as if is is “Daria” the male burnout NYPD cop.