I spent the last evening with the precious metals: Bacardi Silver and Cap'n Morgan's Gold. Large amounts of my money were squandered on silly impulse buys (used CDs (Devo's Greatest Hits, two Pixies albums, and an early Kraftwerk), a 1:3 scale replica of an xanthochroid Navy sailor from Toys 'R' Us, and 3 pairs of medium-sized "boy's" underwear
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And I really must talk to you some time, pre-headache but post-alcohol-consumption. Shoes and other feet, and all that.
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As for inebriated typing, I think I will never be all that different. I continue to insist that alcohol plays no role in reducing inhibition (at least in my case) but merely leave me incapable of focusing or balancing. In written form, this will most likely translate as being less clever and more prone to spelling errors. But...
If I am drunk and on my computer, I will certainly look for you.
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I, too, am part of the Chef Cluster. I, too, am being penalised, in a most heinous manner. Especially as chat is beyond my ken right now, and so I have to comfort myself with text boxes and posting entries.
You might be less clever and more prone to spelling errors, but I simply think turnabout is fair play. So bring it on...
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