• rode in a hot air balloon
• got my Tarot cards read
• found another work bff. nicknames to distinguish between the two coming soon.
• danced for three hours.
• laughed until my head, stomach, and side hurt
• laughed so hard I farted really loud and it was kind of embarrassing, but I don’t think my work buddies heard it because we were running out of a bar with a basket of mints.

Now I just have to determine how much coffee is necessary tomorrow in order to keep me awake through 8-9 hours of meetings.

This work trip that I bitched a lot about? It’s not turning out to be so bad.