I used the words "tired" and "energy" in my previous blog post, but I really should have said "drunk" and "sobriety" instead. And what makes me confess is that, when I went out in the evening, I couldn't find my credit card. I had to go back to Insight late in the evening, where I was drinking after work, to retrieve my card. Now, I'm not precisely sure that I was so drunk that I forgot it. There is a chance (hear me out) that the bartender didn't give me my card back, because I don't remember being given it back. But that may be because I was too drunk to either get it, or even remember.
Everything turned out fine, even though I was panicking as all get-out after eating chicken wings and not being able to find my card. Unfortunately and fortunately (and this is #firstworldproblems) I had cash and used it, even though it was not my plan to use any cash yesterday and thus my OCD plan has been ruined.
Tip: Maybe not drink so much.
Everything turned out fine, even though I was panicking as all get-out after eating chicken wings and not being able to find my card. Unfortunately and fortunately (and this is #firstworldproblems) I had cash and used it, even though it was not my plan to use any cash yesterday and thus my OCD plan has been ruined.
Tip: Maybe not drink so much.
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