You know how it is. You go out to the bars and clubs with your gay buds, and you drink entirely too much while you dance your ass off and cruise half the guys in the places you visit. Then you order an Uber and ride home, where you stumble into your apartment, get undressed and flop into bed. The next morning…UGH. You wake with a dry mouth and a pounding head and you ask your self, “Why did I do this?”
Well, we have all been there, and we all will be there again. Thank god for acetaminophen. :-/
I had a nice day. The weather was spectacular–sunny, about 80 degrees and still. After lunch, I got a ton of stuff done around the house, a whole list if chores I’ve been putting off for a long time, And since I can’t exercise for 6 weeks, it gave me something to do.
The guy to the left here reminds me of my friend, Brian, who I grew up with and always craved sexually, but unfortunately he was straight. I have no doubt Brian suffered many a hangover himself, as he was quite the rebel. He was also boyishly cute and a great athlete. I wonder where Brian is today?
It’s close to six PM right now, and about time for me to climb into the shower, right after I finish this post. I don’t have much planned for this evening, other than dining on a chicken breast and watching a Netflix movie on TV. I have beer and wine in the fridge and all my doors and windows are open so I can enjoy this wonderful weather and my beautiful home. I am so lucky ….
All right, everyone, I need to get busy, so I will close this post by wishing all of you a fine Monday evening, wherever you might be. And keep smiling, it’s important. 🙂