I'll blog about it tomorrow, coherently, sans a name. Gonna go listen to the Avett Brothers and kill some smart water.
Nothing like being drunk on a Monday to put life in perspective. God, I love working at a bar.
Love you, you shady fucks.
"There was a dream, and one day I could see it. Like in a bird in a cage, I broke in and demanded that somebody free it..."
-PS, best drunk picture of me laughing/crying. I look seriousl retarded, I love it. Hot mess.