Damnit

It has finally happened. Today, I am a grownup, and I’m not all that sure how I feel about it.

Once a month, the company springs for large amounts of pizza and goodies, follwed up by a few hours of sponsored goof-off itme.

that day is today.

I just finished my salad, and enjoyed all of it. last night, the last drink of scotch in my bottle sat directly next to the correct and proper hand, and went undrunk.

This sucks. Think I’ll go to my friends birthday party tonight, and NOT get wasted.

Damnit.