Monday, August 06, 2007

The publicist had brought me fries from Wendy's

Sweet, sweet degradation. My body cries out in both pain and longing. I have personally emptied half the water cooler this morning.

Yet I'm being shockingly effective at work. Much more so than usual. Despite not having my glasses. Has made for some interesting typos, but not much other trouble.

Sweet, sweet fries. No more booze. Ever.

1 comment:

angelle said...

well.. not EVER. it just means we should probably work on your martini tolerance (or any other booze). especially considering monday. berry and lychee martinis. yessss...