Last night was a symphony of not-fantastic decisions. I’m too old to be getting to a bar after 10 pm. I’m too old to be drinking vodka-Red Bulls. And why is it a thing now for guys to add you on Instagram and tell you to DM them???

Eddie met a pretty girl at Golden Bear who is also an attorney. I thought it was going well, but apparently instead of giving him her number, she told him to go to her mother’s jewelry store and find her there. Probably cute in rom-coms. A little weird in real-life.

I’m going to make some greasy food, and then try to sleep more. See you guys later.