I think I was just dehydrated. Either that, or Satan was reaching into my gray matter and toggling my self-loathing switch.
When that happens, eveything I think is good about me, I no longer believe. Conversely, in that instance, everything I think is bad about me I DO believe. Makes me want to get a tattoo. Or eat CAKE.
Anyway, I had a HUGE glass of water with my new Deenial XR™ (extended release) pill, so, you know...
I'm much better now.
(ish)
:)
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Sheesh, don't people get drunk any more? Besides making you more likeable and witty, alcohol also makes you better at sports and improves your self-esteem indefinitely.
I can understand why you might have been feeling a little crummy over the weekend, though. I think everyone could tell that something was just not quite right with the world. I'm still in shock, but am slowly beginning to realize that we have to learn to count on each other now that Peter Jennings is no more. May Ernie Arnastos have mercy on our souls.
"Sheesh, don't people get drunk any more?"
Only when I want to engage in particularly saucy drunk-dialings. Heh heh heh. Otherwise, the sugar's just not worth it.
:)
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