I'm not gonna lie, the Chardonnay was a struggle. Cracked it open last night, had a glass, fell asleep during CSI, then resumed again this afternoon. Initial glass was piss, the rest was OK. I don't usually drink white, but something compelled me in the offie last night. Dissatisfied with that, I continued with what's left of the brandy.
Somewhat pissed now, and fairly certain I'm not gonna get that paperwork done in time for tomorrow. But hey ho. I'll continue with this bottle, retire to my room and watch My So-Called Life until I
feel sad, old, and nostalgic for times that weren't even that great to begin with.
Stick with ye G&T.