One of my best friends is convinced that I am a 30-year old stuck in a young adult’s body, but I’m pretty sure that I’m 75% bitter old man.

It’s a full moon. Perhaps I turn into a bitter old man instead of something crazy and cool like a werewolf. Instead, I’m a shitty Sirius Black. Thanks, God Rowling. Thanks for writing this into my book of life with all the other shits and giggles.

I swear, I’m actually pleasant. I swear!

In case you’re in an inescapable situation where you’re pretty much suffering, and all you want to do is curl up in a corner and hate people, have one of these wines on hand. No Sauvignon Blanc. Sauvignon Blanc is too fucking happy.… read more