I fell off the wagon. Birthday Month took a turn down the wrong path. I consider it a problem when so-called "celebratory" activities shift from guzzling a beer and eating a cake pop to cleaning my bathroom.
Although Saturday was lovely (including both beer and lovely friends), recent focus has shifted from "Yay Birthday Month!" to "Holy fuck giant anxiety ball".
And now, as I type this, my crappy laptop space bar is broken sothiswholepostisgoingtobewrittenlikeonegianthashtag.