‘tis the ex we were living with’s birthday today. naturally, i am getting my ass out of the parents’ house, sashaying my queer ass to the local brewery’s event, and seeing how much a cup of rosé is!
if that’s too expensive, perhaps i’ll taste test some ale/beer to see if there is ANY 5% fermented bread water that doesn’t taste bloody AWFUL.
and, if every drink seems too pricy, i always got the smokes in the bag to take the bloody edge of this day off!














