Apr 20 2008

Hung

Last night’s Rock and Roll Bookclub has drained me of all my brain cells, energy, and ambition. While I didn’t feel that drunk, it is pretty obvious to me that I am that hungover. Youch. My blood has been replaced with thick, sludge-like poison and a dead squirrel has taken up residence in my chest. Bah.

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Posted on Sun, 20 April 2008 at 12:09 pm

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