Said no to drinks today, elected for eggplant instead. Offered to share, invitation declined. C’est la vie; j’ai faim, vous avez soif. I think that’s right? Two years of high school French has really improved my blogging.
Having a lot of quality time with the boyfriend lately, being all sorts of domestic. It’s different, maybe better. I don’t need pickleback shots or mornings filled with that “what the fuck did I do last night” dread. I make my own pickles for fun and wake up every morning next to him.
I’ll get drinks tomorrow.
Ugggh and a Halloween costume…
