I got up and, for umpteenth time, tried to exorcise my demons. As usual, I failed. Then I ate some breakfast, eggs and sausage omelet with smoked gouda cheese, plus 2 cups of Columbian coffee, and decided I would not die today, so I went to the grocery, after stocking my fridge with a 30, and now I am drinking Stoli. Long live the Russians! They may be our enemy but they make damn good vodka!
Have you tried the crushed pineapple Stoli? Delicious. And it works for breakfast, too.
Woke up at 5:00 AM
At meeting at 6:30 AM
Went to BevMo at 9:30 AM to buy wine as a going away gift for person I met with at 10:00 AM
Fucked around with a 990 tax form at 11:00 AM
Went to lunch at Noon
Back in office at 1:30 PM
Another meeting at 2:00 PM
Fucked around with 990 tax form Schedule A and B at 4:00 PM
Left work at 4:30 PM
Eye doctor appointment at 5:15 PM
Home at 6:30 PM
Perhaps this lifestyle will illustrate for you all exactly why I drink.
Uhh, still feeling the cold here in Scotland. Recent snowfall has made leaving the flat difficult, so I'm on day two of a binge featuring Jägermeister, craft beer, red wine and whatever else I buy from local swally merchants. Not much method to it, but that's okay.
Uhh, still feeling the cold here in Scotland. Recent snowfall has made leaving the flat difficult, so I'm on day two of a binge featuring Jägermeister, craft beer, red wine and whatever else I buy from local swally merchants. Not much method to it, but that's okay.
But, you are a MADMAN, I never thought mere nature would cause you difficulty,
Cheers take a drink
Today was a great day! I woke up still drunk from last nights bout with some Irish whiskey. After a few Irish coffees and a hearty breakfast I started to contemplate my day when a text message came through. It said "Card game at John's at 1 pm. Be there." And so I was.
Well, 8 hrs later I'm a few bucks richer and drunk off my ass again. Damn it. I hate it when that happens! LOL!
Today was a great day! I woke up still drunk from last nights bout with some Irish whiskey. After a few Irish coffees and a hearty breakfast I started to contemplate my day when a text message came through. It said "Card game at John's at 1 pm. Be there." And so I was.
Well, 8 hrs later I'm a few bucks richer and drunk off my ass again. Damn it. I hate it when that happens! LOL!
Mmmm....Pomeranian. It's what's for dinner. This one definitely is a turducken. An obese turducken. Pomturducken? Turduckenainian?
This evening he ate a dropped Swedish meatball. Perhaps if I wasn't a complete mess and master the art of not dropping food all the time, this wouldn't be an issue. It's one of the reasons why dogs always follow me around. I need a bib.
Mmmm....Pomeranian. It's what's for dinner. This one definitely is a turducken. An obese turducken. Pomturducken? Turduckenainian?
This evening he ate a dropped Swedish meatball. Perhaps if I wasn't a complete mess and master the art of not dropping food all the time, this wouldn't be an issue. It's one of the reasons why dogs always follow me around. I need a bib.
Imagne this somewhere in south america. After a week your own 20 strong wolfpack would follow you around religiously
