Only three more days at this draining airport job. I’m so excited to have it over with. It’s my birthday present (born on the 25th) to myself to not have to make the commute anymore, or to have to wake up at 3AM to go to work. I’m drunk on my roommate’s franzia, I was making spritzers for myself. I need to get drunk by myself more often. So theraputic.
Also, reading In Cold Blood right now and I’m really into it.
I sound like the most boring person.