tonight i had multiple shots of eighteen dollar a shot whiskey. in an attempt to get me to like the stuff. and that is only part one of my confessions.

part two of my confessions, right now i'm wondering if it is possible to marry an electric blanket. it provides me with EVERYTHING i could possibly want. including the fact that i feel like i may pass out every time i get into bed because i am so utterly euphoric. anyway, the fifty dollars i spent at briscoes may have been better value than the fifty plus dollars on whiskey is all i'm saying.