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OMG! I’m so sorry about your craptastic day and your big disappointment!!!
You’re too cool to have bad days.
Something to make you feel better: I spent three days in the Yellowstone backcountry this week. I went alone, it was super cool. However, when I was literally twenty years from the road, I had to cross a small creek. The edges of the creek were lines with animal hair. I walked on it to get to a rock I could jump on. The ground with the hair was very, very soft. Little known to me, this signifies a regular animal hangout. What do animals do where they hang out? They poo. The ground was so soft that I feel through it!!!!!!! Knee deep in poo!!!!!!!!! It was by far the grossest thing that has ever happened to me.
Twenty yards from the road after three days. Awful.
I enjoy drinking and getting drunk, but most of my drink recipes are “enough alcohol to get me drunk” + “enough flavored liqueur or juice so that I can’t taste the booze”. I find wine absolutely disgusting, and the same with beer. Although with beer I can’t drink enough to get drunk before I get sick, so it’s a loss on both fronts. So yeah, I mostly drink “girly” drinks; vodka with juice, amaretto sours, margaritas, daiquiris, kamikazes, etc. If you see me hitting the tequila shots, you know something’s gone wrong in my life and I’ve decided to check out for the evening.
It’s official. Tara wins. And uh… yuk.