I never thought I’d see the day where I would miss Jose Cuervo
I have no problem staying up past midnight doing fun things and having late-night talks with my favorite people.
But man, when you WORK till midnight (three times in the past week), the next morning is worse than a Jose Cuervo hangover.
Granted, last night I didn’t even start working till about 8 p.m. But still. I imagine I’d be less cranky if I were getting ahead of schedule instead of desperately just trying to catch up.