Cringeworthy Aftermath

Also titled "The Inevitable."

My friends, after we watched the Gators victory (My Elite Eight is intact and I am winning my pool by four points, I am awesome) left me. Alone.

With over half a bottle of pinot noir.

Naturally, I drank it.

So now I am bitter, about NYU. Angry, that I will not be in NYC for another God knows how long years. And sexually unsatisfied, but I blame that on the dry spell that descends on me when I am in Gainesville--and my inebriation, which amplifies feelings of loneliness and overall dissatisfaction.

No tears, however. Tears are for the weak. I think I'll drown my sorrows in cheap red wine and wail at the heavens.

I am mainly posting this so that when I look back on this, a year or two from now, I can laugh, and shake my head, and be amused at how ridiculous I was.

For now, I hope it gives y'all a good laugh. I'll be fine in the morning. Life goes on.