Stress and caffeine have combined to create the worst mental shitstorm in memory and I don’t know how to handle it.
Breaking Bad just gets more difficult to watch..
Last night a friend of mine (we shall call him Colin) had some folks over. I was not able to attend, and later was glad of it; apparently one of the guests (a mutual friend if ours who we shall call Russell) got blackout drunk, locked the deadbolt, and then rammed into the door so hard that the lock broke in just the right way so that the door could not be opened. Thus, the guests spent much of the night trying to tear the lock apart while still drunk, and when I stopped by this morning Russell was snoring on their couch and everyone was tired and miffed.
So that happened.