some people fall off the wagon. I'd like to say I jumped off, and then blew the fucker up!

oops. I have a rationalization. Seeing the counselor makes up for it. If he has a problem with my casual raucous drinking, I'll deal with it then. Until then, I'm that guy again, the one they all tell stories about. Tonight I got to coach Andrea with the words for I Feel Pretty. I also saw Todd Hoverman. I didn't tell him about the dream I had about him the other day, where I was in the bookstore and he was standing outside looking hot(sexy hot, not overheated hot). I'm sure people who know Todd are cringing now, but I always found him geeky-hot.