Jameson Irish Whiskey, A Blend

At first, I thought, “I like this. I could drink this.” A few sips later, an aftertaste developed that I can’t quite put my finger on but it doesn’t really suit me.

No really. She is. Sort of.

Via text:

Me: I’m pretty sure your cat is yodeling.

Her: I just laughed out loud at the bus stop in the dark. And now people are staring at me.

Me: Sorry?

Me: At least it’ll be funny on the internet?