Thanks, doll.
Tonight = Drunken surprise party for my 666 sistah, chocolate cheesecake and wine, beer and a naughty hannah (makers mark plus st. germains plus ginger ale plus lemon), a cheese and meat board, pbr and a dance party, soul connecting, drunken camaraderie and conversations about life work and love, simmering on the fact that I’ll be in Texas in 2 days.
Everything tonight pointed to staying in Asheville, like I’m not done with the city.
Apparently the bar manager is losing his mind, and I’ll be impressed if he tries to fire me. Granted I’ll turn around and remind him and the GM of how he is always on oxycodone and drunk on the job and has hit on me *multiple* times. Now that I think about it, I HOPE he tries to fire me.
and with just a breath or two
leave the world behind?❞
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