A not so happy day-after

After spending a day on nothing but the "intent of the parties," "intoxication," and "mistake," I am now intensely jealous of the fact that all my friends are in NY getting drunk in a lounge, and that it was probably a mistake for me to come back this early. My only break today was going out to buy more chocolates and other forms of sustenance. Where is the justification in that?

I need to constantly remind myself of my long-term goals.

I also need to learn to be one of those babies that refused to eat the cookie in front of them so that they'd get two later. Sad little buggers.