Please kill me
After a bout of whiskey drinking last night that can only be described as "heroic", I'm now dwelling in the inevitable afterglow of such inspired misdeeds. In other words, I'm hungover as hell and generally feeling like a zombie. Can someone explain this to me: I actually got to work a whole half hour early today.
Btw, has anyone seen my liver?
posted by Chico @ 6:59 AM
3 Comments:
LOL - have you recovered? Did you spend the entire holiday torturing yourself in this way? Sounds like good fun to me. ;)
I was fine by the time work got out. For some reason I just had the biggest urge to just get blind drunk on the 4th. Hadn't felt that for a very long time. It's best summed up in the phrase: "It's motherfucking booze time!" Yeah, that was about it.
Methinks I killed my liver last night. Wouldn't call it heroic, though. Blurgh.
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