Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow
Yesterday ... I went to work. I had happy hour with friends. I drank too much (four tom collinses). I may (or may not) have made out with a guy who I used to date, who (later that evening) may (or may not) have made out with another guy in our group who I thought was rillyrilly cute. Except I left early. Because I was a little drunk. So, rillyrilly cute guy became Fair Game. I started texting guys in my phone who I haven't texted in a longlong time. Some of them texted back. I watched "Despicable Me." I went to bed. Today ... I woke up. I managed to get out of bed. I may (or may not) have been a little overhung. I walked to the Whole Foods. I baked cookies. 3 dozen peanut butter cookies. Almost 5 dozen snickerdoodles. I used my new kitchenaid standmixer. It's red. My new shoes arrived. They are also red. One dozen of the snickerdoodles cooked for too long. They are like brickerdoodles. I tried to take a nap. I couldn't sleep. I wat...