Somewhere along the road, I think I gave up. I became one of those people who go to bed by 11pm and who rarely go out on a work night. When did that happen?
I used to fight my way to get a workshift that would start at 11 AM at the earliest and wouldn't get over until around 7 PM, if I put in a full day. When I first moved to Portland, I took that shift at the thrift store because nobody else wanted it. I also spent at least four out of the seven nights out at bars. Now, I usually only go out on the weekends if I go out and I head to bed sometimes at 9:30 PM. WTF?
Tonight, I decided that my job is not that demanding that I need a full eight hours of sleep to do it. We went out to the Bonfire for dinner and to a movie afterwards (Zach and Miri Make a Porno which was well worth it!). At the bar, I had a few Horse's Necks, which are basically just whiskey gingers with a lemon peel. Still, the drink was something new and the night was a throwback to something old.
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