Back to good
Spent the weekend after NYE at Lutsen resort with my girlfriend. And a bunch of lesbians. if you've never heard the cacaphony, the mind-numbing cawing of a murder of lesbians playing Apples to Apples after a day-long drinkfest, consider yourself lucky. The high-pitched, drama-filled squeals are nothing any man should be subjected to, at any time. But I was, and I made it out alive.
Two days later I got a massive cold. Coincidence? I think not!
Now I'm back to feeling semi-normal and can actually enjoy beer again.