Drinking on our 23rd month together. I got to his place after work last night, and dinner (chicken with cheese, onions, and bell peppers on a baguette – I wolfed it all down and forgot to take a picture) was already waiting for me. You’re the sweetest. Here’s to more gin (tequila later into the night) + pineapple juice + grenadine + potato chips + Hell’s Kitchen nights together.

Now regarding work: its often tiring, and draining, but strangely enough, I’m happy. I’m actually having fun. I genuinely like the people I work with, and I know how rare that is and I’m thankful for it.

I’d probably be bitching and moaning again come Monday, but whatever. It’s the weekend, and I can look at everything through my happy lens! Cheers, all.