F**k n' spend

(pic reminds me of The High Speed Scene: "I see fields of blank and staring eyes on freeways in the skies...")

Val and Stan are staying over tonight and I can already taste the Ketel One. Or feel it, I guess would be more appropriate since it tastes like very little.

Speaking of feeling it, last Sunday I indulged in the ridiculously bling bling and blue cocktail, Hip Shake: Hipnotiq, Shaker's rose vodka, and lime juice.

Sunday night led to a Blue Monday.