Margaritas are handy

I suddenly realized today that it is my ex’s birthday. Strange that you can be so a part of a person’s life and then the next thing you know, you haven’t spoken to them in a year. It makes me kind of sad. It also makes me fucking mad.

I think I need a margarita.

Talking of which – if any of you live in Cape Town, South Africa, I highly recommend that you get yourselves down to Pancho’s in Observatory and treat yourself to the delightful experience of an icy cold strawberry or lime margarita. I assure you that it will be well worth the experience. Especially since they come in 1 and 2 litre jugs that will both fill your tummy (so you think you have eaten) and make you blissfully numb to your many problems. What more could one ask for?  I think, not much else.