I’m siiiiick.

I rolled into work today at like 10:30. I would have called in sick but the last time I did that my boss said single people shouldn’t get sick because they don’t have anyone to take care of.

Ummmkay, I thought single people were the first ones to die of heart disease and shit?!

On another note, how come no one ever gave me the memo that Guiness is like really awesome? It tastes like a milkshake! And Vid told me that it’s low in calories! I am soo replacing my morning coffee with a pint of Guiness.

Oh yeah, I fell off the wagon. Or is it on the wagon? Whatever, at this point I need an ambulance. I met up with my friend Vidya for happy hour because we were both having shitty days and by the end of the evening I had a smile on my face. Albeit a drunken/half smile. It’s amazing how three glasses of wine, a pint of Guiness, bacon wrapped dates, and funny conversation can change your outlook on life.

But now I’m sick and want to kill myself again.

Oh and the 25 yr old texted me last night. I replied “you have texticular cancer lol”.

He never responded.

I meant texticular cancer in a benign way!

Drats.