I talk a lot more when I drink. I guess depending on what is revealed and to whom that can be a good or bad thing. Alcohol...the social lubricant of our lives. I wish it in moderation to everyone, but I fear it's blurring effect for the ones dear to me.
After getting off work yesterday, I didn't go to sleep right away. I called Cardwell and we began our day of drinking with red wine spilled all over his brand new shirt. Claim Jumper for lunch and buzz, "Z Tejas" for some slushy margarita thing called a Big Stick, and then over to The Clubhouse for a martini. The walking kept us level. Haha.
Phone conversations.... with Rey & Eddy. Tyler called while we were in front of Bath & Body Works. Cardwell says we spent an hour in the store, which is entirely possible. I was busy with the Vanilla Sugar and he with coconut Lime. I got my log-ride flip flops from A&F...orange, of course.
Two minutes till lunch break.... I thought there was more I wanted to talk about. Maybe after lunch.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
