Yesterday, my friend came over and we got a couple of movies, and some wine and cheese and other yummy goodies, and sat on my couch to just hang out and chill.
Then, we drank three bottles of wine (plus a bottle earlier at my friend's son's birthday party), ate our cheese and goodies, and watched the movies.
Now, I feel like a ten-thousand pound bag of ass, and am seriously hoping that I get hit by a freight train and put out of my misery.
the end.
