Dear God,

12 October 2015

I’m stoned right not. I woke too late to pray today. Thus, here I am after work writing/praying while stoned.

I blame the rum I drank last night.

I worked several hours today, out of which I can only in good conscience bill for 4.5. I went to the climbing gym with Philip. That guy’s a beast. I had trouble keeping up. It didn’t help that I was a little hungover. Continue reading →