Darkstone42
Oh.
I like to tell all my saddest personal stories anonymously when I tell them on their internet, so you won't see this one on the Facebook or the Twitter. Buckle up. It's short and also not at all compelling.
I got a text from a friend asking if I wanted to go to a brewery with them. Obviously I did, as beer is my only remaining joy, so I said yes and then actually showered and dressed as an adult. Then my friend cancelled, but I'd already put more effort into dressing myself than anything not omelette related I'd done all day (I made an omelette for breakfast, like I do every morning. Six eggs. I'm not messing around), so I headed out on my own. Now I don't know what to do, so I'm drinking a beer alone in a bar with music way too loud for my old taste, posting this story to the Hoop.
Yinz are so lucky to have me.
*Apologies for typos. I'm bad at this on my phone. And I'm not proofreading my own sad story.
I got a text from a friend asking if I wanted to go to a brewery with them. Obviously I did, as beer is my only remaining joy, so I said yes and then actually showered and dressed as an adult. Then my friend cancelled, but I'd already put more effort into dressing myself than anything not omelette related I'd done all day (I made an omelette for breakfast, like I do every morning. Six eggs. I'm not messing around), so I headed out on my own. Now I don't know what to do, so I'm drinking a beer alone in a bar with music way too loud for my old taste, posting this story to the Hoop.
Yinz are so lucky to have me.
*Apologies for typos. I'm bad at this on my phone. And I'm not proofreading my own sad story.