Oh my belly

I swear, my life revolves around how my belly feels. Like today,  when I rolled out of bed at 230pm, I wanted to hurl myself off of a cliff. I actually would still jump off of it given the chance but I do feel slightly better.

Well last night my best work friend Jess invited me to the HiHo bar to watch the Cardnials whoop the Dodgers ass's (and they did in case you didn't know.) Jess officially adopted me onto the Cards bandwagon since I never really watched baseball. I feel special. She also says this is my boyfriend, I won't argue. 

I came to the conclusion many years ago that I hate beer. After many attempts trying to make myself forcefully like the shit it's never worked out. But Jess thought she had the cure. She thought she knew the answer to my issue. So last night after many Reds Apple Ales I found myself facing her challenge. 

So I started chugging. Busch lite. Better known to me as cat piss. YEAH, I said it. I tried, hard. Chugged lots of beer, to no avail. It still tastes terrible. If I'm going to drink alcohol and have to face the detrimental feelings the next morning, I for damn sure am not going to drink something that has the equivalent of puddle water that has had a dead animal marinating in. Blah blah blah Courtney you're so dramatic. Whatever. Sorry Jess, I love ya, but your challenge failed me. I will be expecting you to try harder next time. ;) 

So in between chugging beers and cheering at the tv, we had a quality conversation. About life, love, traveling, all that mushy stuff. Her and I are the same person. Minus the blonde hair and her love for a ginger. I know right. Totally kidding. Her boytoy is a great guy and I'm totes happy for her. They're gonna make pretty babies dispite the hair bc they both have good genes. OK let's get back on track.

I want to talk about being a human. Can I be real for a second? If we could read each other's minds one hundred percent of the time I can guarantee that we'd all be alone. Why? Because people are not perfect. We all have negative thoughts about one another. People can be annoying, people can disagree, people can have opposite opinions. Simple facts of life. There will often times not be a person that you love everything about. BECAUSE WE'RE ALL IMPERFECT. Are you getting where I'm going? I'll continue. 

All of your thoughts that are negative regarding a person you care about are often shoved to the side. Tucked into the back of your mind or ranted about to your mom. You tolerate certain things, because they don't make or break your relationship. It's only when these feelings raise their ugly head that causes issues. If  everyone always said the first thing that comes to there mind, a lot of people would probably walk around pretty pissed off. Just my opinion. That's why these things are meant to stay within the cavity of your cranium. 

Maybe that makes me a bad friend. Maybe I'm the only one who feels this way. Maybe I'm just over sensitive. Maybe all of my problems would be solved if I just spoke my freaking mind. Who freaking knows. 

I'm done. But first

HERES JESSICA! So lovely. 

Cheers to holding back. Or not.