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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Monday, April 29, 2002

Um... yeah.

Hungover. Oh yeah. Right here baby, that's where the pain is.

Actually, I'm not sure if I'm not still drunk. I don't think so, but I could be wrong. But my head feels about as heavy as a bowling ball. Suffering. As in, I am. I think the beer might have been a bit over the top. The gin and coke I had after that certainly was. Should have just stuck to the vodka and schnapps. And Kool Mints. Always with the Kool Mints.

Whimper. I'm going to have a shower, I think.

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