Friday

515.

house of prime rib. brime rib.
s'where i went last night. this what i did.
real good is SWHAT i did. ate it. all of it. and two gin martinis two. then on my way home i stopped by eli's mile high and had myself a lonely whiskey... as i am prone to do on my way home these days. 
i love booze. proud? shit yeah I AM.

should have thrown it up, tho. now my gut's and big as my butt. front butt. double buttin' it. 
i love my little gut. i've been holding it like a baby all day. maybe i'll get a seat on bart tonight. 
steak baby.

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