Long Story Short ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Drunk. at 8 a.m. Go me! Here it is, 8:10 a.m. according to my computer, and I'm totally drunk. My fault! I was Hurly McWinebag last night right before bed. Was that just me? Was anyone else there? I'm having "I'm totally jealous of you that you get to have a random week off while I'm simultaneously having a really long, important week at work" pangs. And wine helps. Also crying. Oh I have PMS too. GO TEAM! Goddammit. I need this week to end so I can stop having morning glaring-at-lump-of-boyfriend sessions. I WANT A WEEK OFF TOO! Okay, Whiney McWinebag will sip her coffee now. And hopefully shake off some drunk. *Editor's Note: Speed drinking my coffee and making sweet love to a bacon omelet (that I bought with borrowed money) has made me less head-on-desk. Um. Go me? 8:10 a.m. - 2005-11-17 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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