dead men tell no tales...
...and drink no wine, and are therefore no good at partiesThursday, June 30, 2005
Bad vodka. BAD! Naughty, evil vodka.
Last night was fun. Until I yakitoried. Yakked. Booted. Yawned, but with feeling. Ugh. Been a long time since that has happened to me. Oh well.
I'm feeling much better now, after seeing Heather at lunch (though I didn't eat) and taking some Advil (thanks hun!)... but of course now I'm feeling a mite peckish. Since I have to be here 3 and a half more hours and it doesn't look like the work is about to flood in, I will probably end up going next door to Whole Foods and grabbing something small. Heather mentioned the mac'n'cheese is super quality.
I'm tired of waiting. I want to go to Disney World now. Yet... still 163 days to wait. I've been counting for the last 93 days.
Did I mention I really really like Flickr?
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