In my anxiety tonight over game 7 for the Ducks, I drank a Blue Moon at BDubs in their usual tall glass in less than 15 minutes and then drove myself home. Probably one of the dumbest things I’ve ever done in my life. I felt funny the whole way home and even at this current moment, I can barely get my thoughts out. Never again will I fall into that temptation of drinking even just one beer because clearly, it affects me more than I thought it would. Learned my lesson. Home safe. Everyone else was safe on the road. Going to bed. Good night world.