Pivotal moment.

Well. It's that pivotal moment, kids. I know I said blah blah blah sad ass blah blah no perverts/bartenders. But then the fucking phone rings....

To drink or not to drink. To bar or not to bar.

Where's a blogger poll function when you need one? Help!


Diana E. said...

Go for the meeting, but only drink a few to keep your wits about you :)

I'm no Picasso said...

In the end, I didn't go out. Took the shower, put on the clothes... the whole lot. Then phoned and canceled at the last minute. I didn't have one single drink all weekend. Miracle of miracles!