Second day of the New Year. Hungover again. New Year's resolution: Drink less wine. Failing miserably. This morning my brain felt like someone had taken broken windshield glass and embedded it with a baseball bat in my skull.
4:24 p.m. Update:
Windshield glass has been downgraded to a general feeling of nails being driven accupuncture-like into the top of my cranium. What a relief!
I'll write more soon. Right now, I think I need a beer.
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- Sarcastic Bastard
- I am a Gen-X, lazy, manic-depressive bastard, with an eating disorder, OCD, and a propensity for alcoholism. I am basically hell to live with, but I enjoy red wine, Ritalin, reality TV, and disdainful cats. This description could also be useful as a personal ad for a dating service.
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