Skunked Beer To Go With A Skunked Attitude

Tension is as tension does. I don't really know what that means but I'm going to say it anyway. The tension in my office is bad and it seems I'm starting to carry it around with me elsewhere.

Went over to Philly last night to catch up with one of my friends. We went to Drinker's Pub (I know... I know... creative name) and then we stopped at Pearl, where I got to have myself a skunked Red Stripe. Fell in love with Red Stripe while in Jamaica. If I ever go back to the island I plan to tour their brewery. Although I've been told that I don't want to. I don't expect cleanliness so I'm not worried.

The problem last night was minor. Not huge. I was just carrying around alot of tension and not that much thought. So, I couldn't enjoy myself as much as I would have liked. Next time. However, the dollar tacos and $5 pitchers helped. Still... wish I could have enjoyed them more and felt more present in the moment. I simply didn't.

This crap at work has got to change. I can't keep carrying it around in my attitude like this... not good. Not good at all.