"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Saturday, November 13, 2010
I woke up still drunk. Why is it that one week a bottle of vodka can do such little harm and the next week leave me horribly drunk? Any way, I am going to have my normal hangover food of eggs and toast and bacon even though the Austrian bacon is so little and substandard to American bacon.
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