I stumbled out of my hangover this morning to discover that my new home is outside the "cone of probability" for Hurricane Ike. Yay! I moved just in time!
Aw, crap, that hurt. I'm still a little hungover.
I don't really do a lot of drinking any more. (Hey! Quit laughing! I'm serious!) Last night I had meant to have a drink or two, then split. But it was 2 for 1 happy hour, and they didn't have my beer (I'm not snotty; can't have stuff with wheat or barley in it; Anheuser-Busch makes Redbridge for folks like me) so I was drinking Margaritas. I paid for one (which was two) and someone else bought me one (which was also two) and before you know it, I have no idea how many I've had, and cared even less.
I'll chug some more Alka-Seltzer and crawl back in for a nap....
Aw, crap, that hurt. I'm still a little hungover.
I don't really do a lot of drinking any more. (Hey! Quit laughing! I'm serious!) Last night I had meant to have a drink or two, then split. But it was 2 for 1 happy hour, and they didn't have my beer (I'm not snotty; can't have stuff with wheat or barley in it; Anheuser-Busch makes Redbridge for folks like me) so I was drinking Margaritas. I paid for one (which was two) and someone else bought me one (which was also two) and before you know it, I have no idea how many I've had, and cared even less.
I'll chug some more Alka-Seltzer and crawl back in for a nap....
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