Or maybe it's just the stress of the move. Medical terminology from old TV shows like St. Elsewhere are always popping into my damn head.Anyhoo, SB's fucking vision is IMPAIRED this morning, and I have a terrific headache. But maybe it was just the three GIANT Bloody Mary's my ass consumed last night. Can you say: Headache from Hell?
Packing is a bitch, peeps! It's much more civilized when cheap vodka is involved. And that shit is an OFFICIAL SB TIP.
