Dear Life, Could I please wake up sober for a day? Love, Evski

I think my dog is judging me...I have only made it to my bed twice in the last month, meaning that the other 28 days have been spent face down on the couch (one morning I woke up under my dining room table, but I don't feel like going there right now). One of these days, I swear I'll give my liver a break. Not sober enough for a full post - check back for my thoughts on last night. PS. Rob and Molly, I hope you go to hell for fueling my Blackhaus addiction. Go fuck yourself...oh and have a nice day :) Peace & Love.