Late last night and today just may top the worst I have felt in my life. Including alcohol poisoning, pregnancies, food poisoning, everything. (some of it is my fault)
On Wednesday night I get home around 10pm from taking clothes and boxes to my moms. (we moved in yesterday. Chad from across the street had been helping Tate load up the hot tub and they were still hanging out in the kitchen. I went I to help Roman and they both left. Only to come back with 3 jugs of beer (Chad brews his own) and a big mason jar full of moonshine. (His buddy sends him from the south.
[continue later. still sick.]
7:58 p.m. - 2014-06-27
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