Today is BIL's bday. He would have been 28. DH is already passed out. I've no such luck due to class. Therefore, evil chipmunk told me to finish the bottle of wine, as well as fix myself a (second) bourbon and coke. I can feel a headache coming on and will take aspirin and drink water before i go to bed.
Not expecting sympathy, but I do have work at 8 am tomorrow. blaaah. one of my cats is being a total asshole, purring her face off, and acting smug.
Damnit, evil chipmunk, why'd you talk me into drinking? I will hate you in the morning ,after i summon the strength to smack you.....