God I love my friends. The thought of moving out of Chicago and not being surrounded by these people devastates me. But west coast thanksgiving with Andy would make it worthwhile.

Still though. I got a solid group of amazing friends here. I’d miss a lot of people.

Too many decisions to make.
Too many drinks consumed tonight.
Too many slices of pizza.

I need to stop drinking and over eating while drunk. 10 pounds need to be shed.

For now, I’ll pass out next to Thayer on this uncomfortable pull out couch bed. I’ll worry about the rest tomorrow. Soberly.

I love you Chicago. I love you and the people you house.