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It was a late evening with another wacky couple.
We started with a couple of fresh brewed beers, then had just a taste of special schnapps, then rum and cokes, then excellent marguaritas with excellent Mexican food, then beer at another bar, then more beer at the hotel.
This morning?
The sun is out, gorgeous blue sky, birds are chirping, the cats are playing, the children are loudly enjoying cartoons but I feel as if I was dragged from a moving vehicle. My eyes hurt. My throat is rough and scratchy. My hair smells like - bar. Even washing my face and brushing my teeth doesn't alter the feeling that small furry rodents may have used my mouth as a potty chair.
Ugh.
As I take stock of the situation I am wondering if I recall everything that happened last evening. For one thing, there is an abrasion on the underside of my left thigh. No, wait, I remember how that happened. (
) But how in the hell did I manage to get dirt under my toenails???
There's a terrific story in there somewhere, I'm certain.
I'm going to go take a shower. Maybe that will help.
We started with a couple of fresh brewed beers, then had just a taste of special schnapps, then rum and cokes, then excellent marguaritas with excellent Mexican food, then beer at another bar, then more beer at the hotel.
This morning?
The sun is out, gorgeous blue sky, birds are chirping, the cats are playing, the children are loudly enjoying cartoons but I feel as if I was dragged from a moving vehicle. My eyes hurt. My throat is rough and scratchy. My hair smells like - bar. Even washing my face and brushing my teeth doesn't alter the feeling that small furry rodents may have used my mouth as a potty chair.
Ugh.
As I take stock of the situation I am wondering if I recall everything that happened last evening. For one thing, there is an abrasion on the underside of my left thigh. No, wait, I remember how that happened. (
There's a terrific story in there somewhere, I'm certain.
I'm going to go take a shower. Maybe that will help.