Today kicked my behind. Nothing in particular happened or went wrong. It just took a lot out of me. It never stopped. It felt like it would never end. There were laughs, there were tears, there were moments of reflection.
Whatever the case may be, the day is over and I’m going to pop open another Michelob Amber and eat this pickled egg and watch an episode of Gilmore Girls. No, the beer isn’t gluten free and those freakin’ cavemen didn’t have vinegar in their diets, I don’t care. I’m even going to have some pretzels with excessive amounts of salt, because it really doesn’t matter what you eat, it’s whether or not you move your ass after your last bite.