March 18th 2022

Today I decided I wanted to get amongst it. Cheltenham would have been lively on the evening of the gold cup, and if you can’t beat them, join them.

But then I got kinda drunk on my own and had an oddly timed wave of the sads.

It happens. I was listening to a depressing playlist because I can’t stand listening to football commentators, and the combination of that and exactly three beers absolutely killed my vibe.

So I stayed in.

Until tomorrow, night.


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