And so it has come full circle. The Newman's Day blog, started one year and one day ago, once again returns to chronicle the attempts of myself and various other individuals to drink 24 beers in a day. Only, because of things such as Easter and T-Pain's parents and the ridiculous proposition that you can earn 700 dollars by playing the trumpet for some church dudes, we're doing it a day late. April 25th. And 25 means 25 beers.
Right now I'm feeling optimistic as a man, here at 7:38, although my speakers are being weird. Time to get in the shower, head on out, and get this show on the road. Getting an early and surly start is important this year, after last year's debacle of waking up at like 11:30 and trying to catch up too early. Slow and steady wins the race, at least that's what all the tortoises say. And if you can't trust tortoises, who can you trust?
Beers: 0
Pees: 0
Mood: So good (so good!)
Music: Sigh No More- Mumford and Sons
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