Man my head hurts. The room is still spinning from last nights foolishness. Ugh. Waking up at 6AM from a dream where I couldn't drink enough milk to quench my thirst - and running to the kitchen to get water - and smashing into just about every wall on the way over - only to realize that I needed to eliminate water more than ingest it and do the pinball act on the way back to the bathroom - sucks.
Apparently I am still able to write coherently when wasted. Good for me. As usual, I wonder if I'm going to regret posting my drunken rant.
The burrito I bought last night and was too wasted to eat is staring at me and doing a weird wormlike wiggle. I am going to toss it in the oven at 250 and let it bake for half an hour. That should calm it, and me, down a bit. I swear I would pay any amount of money for a hottub right now. Ugh.
Oh, and Dan Amrich added some names to the New York City post and reminded me of part of the reason I started writing in the first place, namely, wit is good. I have a sneaking suspicion there should be a semicolon in that last sentence.
OK, now the burrito is doing the wiggle inside me. Double Ugh.
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