March 10, 2014 · 10 Comments
Let’s talk about things that don’t go together so well:
Jager shots and daylight savings time.
Not that Jager shots are an acceptable alcoholic choice any time at almost 32, but the night you lose an hour of sleep is pretty much one of the worst times one can pick. Three times over nonetheless.
Not surprisingly, I woke up in a fog yesterday morning craving a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich from a deli but since it probably wasn’t a good idea for me to get in a car to make that happen, I decided on this instead. Really, it was just the bacon grease I was after anyway.