Drunk on troll cellar wine

Hello my friends- the Viscountess is quite drunk Indeed. Very very drunk on wine that has been in my refrigerator far too long. The only reason this is legible is because of the fancy little thing called spell check. Do not worry, I am supervised in my inebriation, although my chaperone is now asleep/passed out as well.

I have a question for you- do you believe it is better to have experience and potential (moral) regrets, or would you lead a pure life given the option?

This is a question I have grappling with lately. I refuse to give specifics as I feel it colors the situation, I'm just curious. One would think that someone like me who second guesses their decisions all the time would have major regrets, but I really don't. I've been a good girl. I just don't know if I'm missing things by not having something to feel bad about, especially if that bad thug could actually be a really good thing. Weigh in my lovelies.

In addition, I would like you to know thAt I can't feel my gums or my lips. It has been a long time since I managed to get drunk enough to not sit up straight. It feels fantastic. I think vie bored, my companion to sleep though. That and it is 3 in the morning. I hope if get French toast in the morning. It could be Ah. maz.ing. My fingers also feel swollen. I know it is an illusion though as I can still get my ring off.

The wolf, she's potent. Happy Saturday Night!