Stay strong my man, Red. Have you ended up where you said you were going?
I had a bit of a trigger night last night. Local brewery has an annual beer dinner, I'm the only one that's never missed one... bittersweet? I don't know. But the kicker was some arsehole put a placecard for my ex next to my seat - they knew as well, this wasn't an innocent mistake, and she wouldn't be caught dead at a beer dinner.
Anyway. I ended up having six regulars (315mL) - which I thought was pretty good. But really I should have halved it.
Didn't offend, so... win? Not sure.
So much of me wants to be here, but so much of me wants to just do the dingo and fuck off.