You finish work, you had a shitty day, which involved the loss and then destruction of some expensive and vital pieces of equipment. It was not exactly your fault, but local government has a tendency to blur and confuse the concept of responsibility.
A beer before dinner sounds good, this turns into a second. While you are not trying to get drunk, you sure don’t feel like being sober. After you finish the second, delicious, full strength beer your brother and landlord hands you a lychee beer, which turns out to be as vile as it sounds, but it’s also not the night for leaving a beer half-drunk. Now you are still not drunk, but the world seems a tad less focused, which doesn’t help as much as you were hoping it would. After watching the first fifteen minutes of a dozen movies, you give up and head to bed, This would be a good idea, if you could sleep even with a little pink pill. Which you fucking can’t.
Adrian's Got The Moose 