yesterday was my brother’s 27th birthday. we celebrated by drinking at my apartment/on my roof & heading to see an irish band play at a bar near times square [left]. thankfully i stopped myself from drinking too much because i didn’t want to be hungover today (helloooo i need to impress vanna), but my brothers didn’t take that same approach. now as i sit at my desk playing with my new work computer (!!!!!) and counting down the seconds until i can hop back over to manhattan, the text messages i’m getting makes it seem like they’re not suffering from the hangovers i thought they’d have. or maybe it was the extra 18 hours of sleep they got. either way they’re messing up my perfectly made bed and i’m just jealous because i want to nap.
also, my best friend matched and she’s beyond thrilled. one of our besties (who also matched today!) flies in from cleveland tomorrow to hang out for a week. we’re going to hopefully plan our “yay we* matched, now let’s go on vacation” trip and drink way too much all week long. the end of march is like the olympics for livers, amirite? happy happy weekend y’all.
*though i am not involved with the matching, i make these things happen so i’m just as valuable to the trio……………………………..right? right.