Almost fully recovered.
Relative success on the Cinco de Mayo party front. I'm pretty sure I couldn't have consumed all the beer I bought by myself, which tells me that at least a few other people were there. It's all kind of hazy. People have been telling me all morning that I look like shit. What else is new, though?
In other exciting news, a project I had been working on at work recently had its official release/kickoff. In honor of its success (I guess...?) I got an invitation to go out on a yacht cruise for dinner and drinks this Saturday. I'm going to fall off the damn boat.
Lastly, I know I say this all the time, but this time it's for real: the moustache is coming back. There will be no shaving it for at least 6 weeks. I'll make sure and keep you updated.
Labels: drinking, moustache, shame and failure, yacht cruise
2 Comments:
good luck on the stache, your father will be proud.
Sadly, I cannot participate in the wave of facial hairing sweeping Chi Phi Alumni and actives alike without exacerbating my pubescent appeal. I expect godly dirtiness by the time I'm in Houston permanently.
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