Friday, January 26, 2007

Alcohol makes me talk. A lot.

Last night I talked for two hours non-stop brain dump at L.

The man is a saint.

Alcohol also makes me say unfortunate things sometimes. In retrospect those unfortunate things are sometime funny, in a kind of "I'll just kill myself now manner". Not that I reached the 'unfortunate things' point of inebriation last night.

I went to work at 6.30am this morning with a headache. Now I am home, still in possession of said headache. My plan for the afternoon

1. Sleep
2. Beach
3. Write....
4. Eat
5. DVD
6. Sleep


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