no, I do not want to come to your house to make appletinies

Aug 01, 2008 13:02

Because I drank three double macallan's on the rocks and then a screwdriver. That one was a single. I was not drunk enough to throw up, but drunk enough to feel very wobbly and flexible and overly serious and nearly impossible to shut up.

I'm hung over with only a sore stomach and the omg my brain isn't working. No headache or anything else.

One of my coworkers brought in her 10-week old beagle and she LOVED ME. She snuggled in my arms for about ten minutes but she squirmed out of everyone else's (except her owner's, of course). That made my day, believe you me.

I need to get ready to be away for a month... and get stuff ready for teaching my thing in a couple of weeks.

l8r everyone, have a great weekend.
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