Early Morning Drinks

I wish I had a more creative title for today’s post, but unfortunately my brain is dead-tired. Once again, this morning I had a few beers, and I almost regretted it. I was really worried I might fail my PBT tonight. If I was tested an hour or so ago, I probably would have failed. I was pretty damn drunk this morning. So much so that I ended up calling a cab to take me like a mile. I barely remember this morning. I had trouble focusing on my book while I sipped my pre-work coffee. My boss and the kitchen manager snuck up on me and tapped my head while I sat in the coffeeshop. It scared the shit out of me, I thought it was somebody from the transition house. I don’t have much more to say tonight, I’m going to make myself a cup of chamomile, put on Interlochen Public Radio, and pass the fuck out.