Note to self

Don't eat sushi then drink...you will puke. Life taught me this week that I need to keep myself a little more reserved. It also taught me that 5 mickey's is to many mickey's. No Douglasville this thanksgiving, and I'm not going to lie I'm a little relieved. The old Jittery's that we spent so much time in is no more, rampent consummerism is on the rise in that god forsaken hellhole, and Starbucks has become king and forced us all into serfdom. While I was looking forward to seeing old friends (Colby, Melissa, Lucy, Michael, and Erin) I'll have to wait until christmas, a time in which I will also have to face decisions from the past and their reprecussions. Putting that off a little longer is a slight comfort.