Last week was a whirlwind of responsibility. Between finally nutting up and taking care of debt and work matters. Another visit with my financial advisor reaffirmed that I am an adult (and I really need a will).
Naturally this means it's high time I became a drunk.
Awesome grown ups have two things. Relative financial comfort and a well stocked bar.
But I don't have a well stocked bar and
where the hell do I PUT a well stocked bar?
For some reason I feel a home Reno coming on.
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