Feb 28, 2007 07:05
Wine hangover makes for dreams of desperately needing to pee on the way out of Texas (father in tow, I might add), stopping at a total stranger's house to use their lavatory, and, as a result, being climbed like a tree and licked directly in the eyeball by one of their kittens.
Hmmm...
*reads back over above sentence*
Yup. That's it. No more wine for me.
food,
sleep,
health,
humor,
dreams