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Booze

Please remind me to not drink too much Scotch again. The effects are similar to sticking in the "truth solution" into my veins, and I start talking until I can't do anything about it. Then I throw up, the world starts spinning, and usually the stories right after the ordeal just become distant bleeps of history that I have a hard time remembering.

Of course, the great part is having fun and getting drunk with friends -- the same friends that I hung out at the Red Box with on my birthday. It's such a great birthday bash that Cedric threw that I'm not going to forget that anytime soon.

If you're reading this man, happy birthday!

I also got to meet a friend's boyfriend who is so cool, I would be honored to call him "pare" when they ger married and have children in the future. Cheers to Deo, and congratulations doc, you got me drunk -- anybody who can do that is certainly worth my time.

Overall, I had a great weekend. And the sniffles are gone, so I can start going to work and being productive again. Thanks to everyone who's sent their well wishes -- I can name some people like Sacha, Butch, Calen, Clair, Lynette, Jyas, and others who (I don't think or know) have online presences.

Week 2, here I come!

CHill...

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