The Pain Keeps on Coming

I’m still depressed over the election results. Not that I see that changing anytime within the next three years.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, I went to my lovely friend Nick’s house for lovely drinks with lovely company last night, and that in itself was great, except that this morning when I woke up, I realised my alcohol tolerance really isn’t what it used to be. Thank sweet uncoordinated Jesus that it’s a quiet day at work.

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