| logan607 ( @ 2007-07-23 00:14:00 |
| Current location: | back in my black chair |
| Current mood: | |
| Entry tags: | insomnia, rum, sick, soup |
Red rum on the rocks with a slice of orange / You awake?

Once again, I'm gonna ask you to send me soup.
Every time I go through these two week periods with little sleep and lots of work, I worry about getting sick. And then I get sick.
Dammit.
With nods to Sabatoa, Katsmw, Furison, and everyone who's asked me this in real life - I have this conversation almost every weekend:
Every time I go through these two week periods with little sleep and lots of work, I worry about getting sick. And then I get sick.
Dammit.
With nods to Sabatoa, Katsmw, Furison, and everyone who's asked me this in real life - I have this conversation almost every weekend:
Him: Nasty. Why rum?
Me: I like the taste of a good aged rum, like a Cruzan or Montecristo. Plus it's got the least amount of carbohydrates, acetaldehyde and congeners so you can drink buckets of the stuff and never get a gut, a hangover, or into a fight.
(pause)
Also, I like to pretend I'm a pirate - YAAARRRRRG!
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Her: (whispering) Are you awake?
Me: (sleepily) I'm always awake.