I think I need a leash... or at least someone to hold my hand each time I go drinking by myself. You know, to tell me, "I think that's a bad idea" or, "don't put that in your mouth" or even, "okay StephLaw, I think its time to go home..." Granted my antics are pretty good entertainment, especially to those who don't really know me and are just visiting. I guess this is another tick on the wall for me and praying to god that I don't remember any more of what happened last night. But thanks to Shera for making me soup as I'm definitely less hungover as I type than if I went to bed starving. I was at least coherent enough to take out money for shopping today.
So cheers to beers, (oh yeah and vodka too...) today is going to be a long and interesting day I feel. First I've got to get the marching band to stop romping around on my brain...aaaaaahg. My meeting at 1:30pm with Ian and some York Admins. is going to test my skills to buck up and take it like a man. Oh construction woes and the tempting urge to puke - my favourite feeling!!! I'm apologizing in advance that all the decision making I'm doing today is going to be half-assed and I hope the communtiy space doesn't hinder because of it...
Cheers,
StephLaw
oh and ps. Sexual Eruptions is the freakin' devil....
pps. I love it....
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You told me to look at your blog and now I have. I'm following instructions like a good little WCC member. Last night was pretty hilarious for all concerned although I'm sorry you have to feel it this morning. Some of us don't have that problem. Haha.
Could I hold that leash?
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