Sunday, December 07, 2008

What does it mean about things:

-when the half-empty mug of mulled wine on your bookshelf which has been there for days because you were too lazy to take it downstairs is rationalized after the fact as,
-some sort of weird hippy-dippy cryptic message to yourself, a warning:
To not over-imbibe in things like mulled wine because mulled wine is one of many possible causal factors to:
---the several-day, post wine gastrointestinal discomfort, a general “wigginess” of the belly
[but are more convinced that the left-over fried won ton had more to do with this whole business].
In actuality were just too lazy and probably ought to have more important things to be thinking about, jeezuz, what’s the matter with you…?

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