I don't have anything of particular interest to say this evening considering that I have been sick for the past week and I am still feeling under the weather. I am about to double dose on some good old NyQuil and instead of partying hard on a Friday night exactly one hour from now I will fall deeply asleep for some weirdass dreams. And, man, it's not even actual NyQuil, it's that cheap-o dollar store schtuff... damn if it don't all taste like Jaigermeister!!!
Guess I don't feel so bad about doing a shot of the stuff on a Friday night...
Oooooh, baby, the green stuff is kickin' in bigtime. Time for Moira to crawl into bed! Lata!
Ha Ha Ha Ha. I love this quote!
"Do: Puke in an envelope and mail it to George Bush. He's the reason for your troubles."Posted by: Brian at September 7, 2004 09:09 AM