zomg

So here I am sitting, avoiding responsible behavior and all of a sudden I realize I have the taste of Jack Daniels whisky in my mouth. I don't believe I have tasted of the forbidden stuff for well over a year and I don't have any sort of desire for it either. Weird. If I'm hungover tomorrow, there will be issues that go beyond the scope of my abilities to cope with such silliness.

On another completely off tune note, my hair is super silky and soft right now. All hail the power of Giovanni Nutrafix Hair Reconstructor. Muah.

Tomorrow scares me.