Not a good sign

It is only Thursday and already I am losing my voice. When I woke up this morning and tried to talk to Roomie, nothing came out. It is a bit better now, but the plan is to start drinking at around 4pm today so I have a feeling that I won’t be able to speak tomorrow.

Don’t worry; I have never let illness get in the way of a good party, or more importantly a good party weekend.

My thoughts are with you, you poor working bastards.

The Single Girl