Dear Life,
I love th e Italian waiter at the restaurant me and my roomie went to, hwho gave us completmentary on the house drinks of.. seomthign. I love the coworker who I recognize fro thehall swho bought me a second hefewiesien. I love the orrooome'is freidnw who bought mne a shot of petron to be chased with a corona. I lvoe that my cowrker whose name I can'not for the life of me recalll walked me all over efffing creation trying to find th steeret I live on.
I love that the Untaatainable Cowrker stoppe dby the trestuarant we were eating at adn said hello and gave me a quick kiss despite nknowing a ton of poeple there.
I love booze.
Love,
R
PS is this totally nonsensical? I rperetty much do not care. hooeeay beer! horray swne! whorray tequila@!! Now then, time toi pass the eff out.
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