Drank an absurd amount of whiskey tonight. Drinking without bike riding is actually worse than drinking with bike rides.

I came home to a letter from ALPA, the Airline Pilots Association, expressing condolences about the loss of my father. Mad fucking props to them. Funny though, getting another “don’t hesitate to call,” but from someone I don’t know and not including a phone number.

Meh, I have a headache. This is a terrible sign.