plucky

I haven't showered since Friday. I woke up way too early on Saturday for life. Saturday night was alcohol fueled shenanigans with my crew. Sunday I slept until two pm when my buddy Zach came to see if I was alive. He got me outta bed to play DnD with my nerd crew. Maybe we polished off a gallon of booze... Monday I stayed on my couch only to get up when absolutely necessary. Sunday night my exgirl wouldn't stop texting wanting forgiveness or recognition. All she got was snark and a few terrible truths. What a mess... Me? I haven't showered since Friday and am trying to put it together enough to just not smell bad when I go to work. Somehow I am fine with the smell knowing it's the scent of a person working thru shit after they've cracked. It's almost time to let it go. Just a few more minutes....