didja ever pretend to have a glass of red wine and just…it’s laiiiiiid back…
I’ve had a decent amount of whisky tonight.
Damn you, an-iay letus-cay
Ian definitely has to post in here. I think he accidentally snorted some smack ala Pulp Fiction.
My grandson was sick about three weeks ago with some sort of cold, and we had to watch him while his parents did some running around. Well several times while I was teaching him to play backgammon, he coughed his vileness in my direction, and sure enough about a week later I had symptoms of congestion that I have not been able to shake on my own.
So I went to my primary yesterday for drugs, and he sure had some powerful pills, oh yeah. I started taking some antibiotic and a decongestant with codiene last night, slept like a freaking log, but am walking in space today for sure.
Although it made for a pretty nice ride to work this morning listening to an SCI show from Oct 2000, I’m sitting at my desk wondering how I’m going to deal with a nine o’clock meeting with a new customer. All I want to do is lean back in my chair, close my eyes and groove on the sound of the air flow system. It has quite a rhythm, very reminiscent of the beat from Heavy Things.
Hmmmmmmmmmmm, niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
I better start chugging some coffee.
i hope it’s going well fone
i’m on my third cup of the day. a nice cup a joe has saved me on more than one occasion.
i also just had a shoe cake…called this because it’s as big as a shoe (also referred to as an elephant’s foot). i think the sugar from that has got me going more than the coffee.
I am possibly developing a cough/sore throat, but I hate NyQuil. So my solution was to buy some Jagermeister. I heard somewhere that it used to be used as a cough syrup, so I thought, what the hell?? My throat was a little sore this morning but I feel fine. So maybe…
^We in the NORTH here, have the head/congestion shit goin round…I have it and it suxs… 2 cold Newcastle on Sunday during the game to help, it did not…
Nyquil will help you sleep Greg…
capital N, small y…[size=150]BIG FUCKIN Q!!![/size]
I hate NyQuil. 90% of people love it, but I don’t. And it’s nothing to do with the taste or anything like that. I’m all for crazy cough medicine sleeping and whatnot, I’m sure it’s cool. My problem is this: it doesn’t put me to sleep, it FORCES me to sleep. I don’t mean that it knocks me out, I mean that it tries to. I can feel that druggy medicine sleep trying to take me and I just jerk awake. I have tried increasing the dosage before, in the hope that it would defeat my body’s innate need to stay awake, to no avail. All it does is make me feel like I’m sleep deprived; when I close my eyes and try to sleep it chemically/artifically tries to induce sleep and my body won’t accept it. I have tried sleep medications before with similar results.
The only thing that has ever satisfactorily and easily put me to sleep is booze or whatever drug they use during surgeries. No, not N2O. That doesn’t put you to sleep.
Well kids I have officially fallen off the wagon again. I have been drinking everynight for about a week now with no signs of letting up. My poison was gin and tonics (or even just gin on its own) and now it’s Jager, sweet, licoricey jager. I fugging hate black licorice but I love Jager. Weird, huh?? I guess what I actually love is being drunk. I am not fit for sobriety for any long period of time.
I too hate black licorice, but I LOOOVE me some Jager, go figure
Weird how that works, I hate hippies but I love Phish and the Grateful Dead go figure
j/k I love Hippies. 
These are the Pro’s and Con’s of Hitchhiking…
i’m buggin
this ain’t good
Mmmmm margaritas. I told myself I wasn’t going to drink tonight because it’s been like a week straight now, but…I just don’t give a shit anymore.
Last night during the Panic setbreak, my buddy and I ran to the nearest bar (they weren’t serving alcohol at the show) and ended up having a beer with these two guys from Alabama who happened to be in South Dakota and wanted to come check out the show. They were pretty cool. One of them randomly mentioned he was at 12.31.02, and he described the snow during 7below.
Anyway, I asked for a shot of Jag, and they didn’t have any (this was a pretty high-class bar, and we didn’t really fit in, but I like that sometimes), so I asked the bartender to fix me up something “along those lines.” He proceded to make me one of the most satisfying shots of my life. It was chocolately, but not too much. It might’ve had a peppermint hint to it. It had shredded ice in it that made it perfect. I liked it so much I bought another one after my Alabama buddies bought the first round.
I think I’m gonna lay off the drinkin’ for a while, but I always say that.
Where have I heard that before?
Oh, right. My inner-thoughts every day after work.
Is it toke-thirty yet?
Well I’m out of booze again. Had two margaritas and then finished off my Jager last night. I do not have a hangover this morning and that worries me more than anything.
i smoked the other day. the weed was grainy and a bit went down my windpipe and i couged like crazy and then spat out all this saliva and ther was a a half burnt grain of maryjane in there. so that got me real hi.
and here’s hte best part.
the guys who i smoked with were having discussions about hemmingway and literature and shit and i was like fuck wahts goin on ? i wanna do math! so i went on the net and started proving random conjectures on the net.