One Samuel Smith from Trader Joes. One pitcher of Newcastle (I bought and spilled), and one pitcher of something with lemons in it. Hefeweizen? Not a fan, but if it's in my pint glass. A shot of Jameson.
Last night I went out to celebrate with some friends. I intended to stay for a couple hours and have enough to get buzzed. Instead I got as drunk as I have ever been in my life and apparently I ended up back at my house at some point, but I don't remember getting here.
I'm too impatient for the club tonight so I started the day by opening my moms white Zangief or whatever it's called. An hour later, I'm on my third sip, because this is truly revolting.