wandering lights

here's a novel idea: drinking sucks.

usually drinking every night, i stopped Friday. Until last night. and sheeeeet. i felt like crap ALL.MORNING. at work. where i had a LOT to do. figures.

just another reminder of why i need to cut back, or at least only do it on the weekends.

six months ago, i had a cold, senator came home early, and we watched short circut and he kissed me.

six months ago, i never would have guessed that six months later i'd love him like i do.