Three People Don't Fit in One Bed

The title is the lesson.

So... I went to Seattle. Drinking, carousing and debauchery ensued. I remember two years ago, after Halloween, I made a list of life lessons I had learned from the whole experience. I don't know if I learned anything this year.

I need to let all of which truly matters slide. I have my LIFE, my health, my sanity. What more is there?

Oh, I learned the first few bars to Blue Oyster Cult's Don't Fear the Reaper. I now kinda want to learn how to play the guitar.

And that good intentions don't mean shit.

I'm so done.