The Adventures
Bad Decisions = Good Times
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After 5 days of heinous fuckery with my sister (which means copious amounts of fattening food and gallons and gallons of beer) what I should have done last night was:
- Clean my dog hair covered apartment
- Find and eliminate what died in my fridge
- Detox
- Get a good night's sleep
What I actually did was:
- Go to a punk rock show at Double Door
- Drank a few beers
- Left my clothes in a pile on the floor and dirty dishes in the sink
- Went to bed at 1:00AM
Yep. On a Wednesday night. But you know what? So what. Life is short. When I am on my death bed am I going to wish I had slept more? Am I going to think , "Oh, I should have had a few more salads and a little less bacon."? Will I regret sharing that La Fin du Monde with my sister at 3:00 on a Monday afternoon? Will I regret not cleaning my apartment? Probably not. (Well...maybe that last one...I'm kinda weird that way.)
I realize I do a lot of whining here about certain aspects of my life. And I know I can be a real snarky, intolerant bitch a lot of the time (stop rolling your eyes, I'm admitting it). But that is all the more reason to embrace the things in life you truly enjoy. So, yes, I will have bacon in my mac & cheese. And, sure, pass me another beer. Now turn up the music and lets dance! I'll sleep when I'm dead!
Categories: City Living , Happy Holidays
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