April 13th 2022

Today, on a Wednesday, Jimbo insisted on Brewdog. He was very persuasive insofar as he asked once and I said yes.

He did, to be fair, try to make us stay longer than we did, but at that point was when I had some sort of relevant understanding of my general feelings about life.

Dunno what that last sentence said, but I do know that at least one of the beers we had was 7.2%, which is a lot for a person as thin as me.

Until tomorrow, Jack hammer.


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