Had a heavy weekend. Crazy office party all night on Friday with like 100 strangers and then celebrating and burying my grandfather at sea on sat/sunday (who was an amazingly incredible person and he will be missed; funerals for good people are so depressing. The people wouldn't want you to be sad, but thinking about that just makes you sad they're gone. And when you make it ULTRA DRAMATIC with celtic music and flowers and ashes floating on the sea it's

:\ ). Today was kind of everyone just recovering at work, totally tired and barely getting anything done. Mainly cleaning up from the party. So, tonight single and alone, in the mood to get fucking DRUNK. Finishing up a bottle of wine that was about 30% through and taking some rum shots for good posture. Feels good man.
But I've learned my lessons in the past so I'm turning my internet OFF, as well as my phone, and setting my alarm and then going to kill 5000 grunts as WEI in DW7 and then hit the sack while writing drunken poetry and drawing pixel art of leprechauns.
It's the holidays! Who says you gotta drink on Friday/Sat. DRINK EVERYDAY

HAPPY HOLIDAYS BOREANS