What is wrong with me?
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What is wrong with me?
Oh gawd. Been working on the pile of papyrus for several hours. Been drinking. Bottle of wine. Half or more bottle of rum. The vanilla vodka that no one else will drink. Somelotta beers. Some other stuff I forget--cleaning out liquor cabinet. (Saturday is grocerystore and liquor run day) Don't even feel giddy. It's no longer late; in fact it is almost morning--aaagh the sun the sun! Why can't I get drunk anymore? It's not fair. Everyone else gets to have fun. I feel like a frikkin' zombie. I can even still type--hell, I typed a John Donne poem a while ago. Hmm, actually maybe my grammar skills are slipping, and my rotten molar has ceased aching. Perhaps there is hope yet.
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