Getting My Money's Worth or Our First Casualty

I just had an epiphony. I only drink to get my money's worth. I drink in Vegas, because you get free drinks while you're losing money, so I have to get a lot of drinks in order to get my money's worth. I drink at all events that serve free alcohol, because I know alcohol is expensive and so I have to get my money's worth. I drink when someone (a friend, not some weird man) offers to buy me a drink for the same reason. I'm bad about that though - I rarely (if ever) "get the next round," which is how that relationship is supposed to work. I very very rarely drink if it isn't one of the above enumerated situations. So, I only drink to get my money's worth.

I had this epiphony while riffling through the liquor cabinet at the house we're sitting - which we have free reign of, and were even told "drink all of our liquor, have a party." Unfortunately, for some reason we were unable to convince a single person to come over and hang out with us at this awesome beach house. I seriously don't get people. Their priorities are all out of whack.

Anyway, I was going through the liquor cabinet because I decided we haven't been drinking enough of this free liquor, so we aren't getting our money's worth. So, I put some bottles on the table so we'll remember to drink up. After all, I don't know if we're getting paid for this house/dog sitting, so this liquor may be all the compensation we get!

In other news, one fish has died. In our defense, something was already wrong with it. It was a goldfish, but sometime recently it turned white. So, it was sick or something. Therefore, this casualty was not our fault. All the animals that anyone actually really cares about are still living.