Oh how i miss thee. I hadn't drank in chicago in a while considering i'm dirt poor. So last night, Shannon and I had a few cocktails before receeding to our respective beds. Boy, was that nice. I drank like a 16 year old that cracks open that 6 pack of The Beast when his parents go to dinner. I told shannon i was tying one on; and I did not disappoint.
On another note, it's cold. Really cold. And its only the beginning. I knew what I was getting myself into when i got started.
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