A Word To The Wise
If, amid a tropical downpour, you consult your pals and determine that the day is a much better day for curling up on the couch with a bottle of red wine than it is for working; if you then ditch work around 3:00, wading through two inches of rainwater to get to the wine store, and slog home with pals and wine in tow to drink for the next five hours; if you consume so much wine that you finally break out the Trivial Pursuit game you’ve been eyeing for hours and force your friends to play; and if, in response to the question, “which day of the week is named after a planet?” the sheer volume of alcohol coursing through your bloodstream causes you to triumphantly blurt out, “March!” when the answer is obviously Saturday, you are certainly going to pay for it the next morning.
I blame you, Alberto!
2 comments:
You couldn't have possibly payed (or paid, whichever one's right) that badly if you were up and able to post at 8 a.m.
You know what's weird though? I had a dream last night about you, me, Nisha and some other people drinking and playing board games, one of them being Trivial Pursuit, of course, only the question part.
Well, having to be at work was kind of a motivator for the whole getting up thing.
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