Friday, March 18, 2005

No more Yanky my Wanky

Donger need food. Definitely no more Wanky Yanking.

After managing to not have a single drink all week until last night, I managed to tie one on pretty good. Normally I stick to beer or wine, but last night I went all Sex and The City and had sour apple martinis. 6 of them. 6 Martini = Hangover-tini, technically it's more like hangover-biggie, but let's not split hairs. Split head is what it feels like.

I have lots of productive work that needs doing, but that little "tini" is causing me to bumble and mumble around my office rather than be productive.


Sorry, I'm here. Kind of.

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