So after sleeping like a solid twelve (glorious) hours, the rest of the day was spent lounging, watching ridiculous things on Netflix, gushing over new bikes and fixing up mine — then drinking probably like 20+ different kinds of liquor.
BEFORE I SOUND LIKE EVEN MORE OF AN ALCOHOLIC THAN I AM, the vast majority of this was like tiny tiny sips sampling various obscure things that my fantastic friend has in his impressive liquor cabinet. And only a few g&ts, and daiquiris, and — you know what, never mind.
Point is, it was a good day, and I’m pretty sure I ain’t even gonna be hung over tomorrow — even though I’m also pretty sure my wrists are gonna ache for days after playing Rock Band for hours. What?