Winston-Salem, NC. This looks like 3/4 of our downtown hipster spots. Except everything here is also a microbrewery. Soooo many different IPAs. I didn’t realize that there were so many ways to make beer that tastes like shit.

I miss my socks and underwear presents as an adult. I can’t be arsed to go out and buy my own.

I argue with people on the Internet so that my partner gets less of my batshit crazy.

Last I checked. It’s been a bit.