One glass of red wine a day is good for your heart. Six or seven glasses leads to waking up with a hangover that feels like someone's trying to crack your skull like an egg. You then go back to sleep, wake up again, and proceed to throw up what appears to be gazpacho.
There was a party at the high-class salon next door to the bakery last night. Lots of cool, hip folks, all of whom were knocking back free booze and nosh like they were being outlawed at midnight. I got to meet the warden of the federal pen, whose son apparently sits next to Tony in science class. Lots of fun, although I got distracted by talking with KJHK folks, lost track of time, and completely missed seeing Casino Royale.
However, I had gotten to hang out with
brimer and
brimers_toy prior to my attempted merlotverdose. Nice evening at Henry's, which had been preceeded by an EXCEEDINGLY awesome hour and a half of studying at the Hookah House.
Now, if you've never gone, please do. First, the Chaheens could use your business, and being as how they're nice folks, you'd do well to head over. Secondly, it's the only place in town where you can smoke inside, and get a nice cup of Turkish coffee to go with. Comfy couches, chilled flavored smoke, and tasty exotic beverages make for the best study environment EVER- aside from the Replay when it's warm.