I am having trouble holding my head up, and even after brushing my teeth, my mouth still tastes horrid.

Yes, I'm hungover. Yes it's self inflicted. No, those two statements combined don't make me feel any better.

Now I have to go buy a couple of fucking xmas presents! I tell ya, the things I do for some people...

Hmmm...that reminds me...I should go have a beer!

:D

duh

The technical term is "Bullshit." I'm taking a MSc. in business, I can provide authoritative references. [/bitterness]

Ali,
I sympathize. I was drinking from about noon Friday until 2 AM Saturday, then had to get up at 7 to catch a plane. I wanted to tell the taxi driver to slow down, but I couldn't think of the Spanish translation.

What were you doing to get in this condition?

Perry-
That's why it's more of a mantra a.k.a "spin" like these:

We are beautiful. People like us. We respect you. We would never ever eat you. We are a family company.

The luck of the Irish. (you just always assumed it was good)

:)

I only had a glass and a half of white wine then two vodkas. I was a bit pissed when I went to bed. In fact, far more pissed than I thought I should be. I was just having a few quiet drinks at home while I was cooking dinner etc. Nothing flash at all. No wild partying or anything. I'm putting it down to the fact that I didn't eat much yesterday because when it was vomit o'clock this morning there was nothing but bile coming up. I should know better than to drink on an empty stomach, but I guess it's true. I really am stupid. ;)

It's amazing how memories of the last time only hold our hand for so long, then here we are again thinking this is the last time we'll be so stupid.

I said exactly that to my husband when I went to meet him for lunch today. lol I really mean it this time though!

I'm very worried I'm developing a nasty crush on a straight boy.

In fact, I'm even more worried that I already have.

I'm worried today to. My boss didn't call me all day yesterday, and there's been news that someone with her job title has been abducted and robbed.

I wouldn't worry but she usually comes into the office on Mondays (yesterday) or responds to my various phone calls, or calls at least to say she's not coming in. She usually calls in the morning at about 11:00 a.m. to tell me she's up, and crawling out of bed, and how cute her dog is, and what he is doing...I'm going to her house if she doesn't call by 12:30. She's flaky sometimes, but she usually calls to say she's going to flake, and not come in...which is acceptable because I can do a lot of transactions here for her from here....I wish she would call me!!

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Last night I had garlic mushrooms for tea.
Now my Dad sometimes gets a bad reaction from mushrooms, so I wasn't all that surprised when I felt a bit achy and bloaty this morning.

First thing I did, before breakfast was go to the bathroom. Aside from the smell of garlic everything proceeded as normal.
About an hour later I feel another visit coming on. I left it as long as possible, hoping to get it all out this time.
I was in there a while and seemed to pass a vast amount! I mean goodness, I wondered where it was all coming from.

None of this made me unhappy.

It was when I went to flush. The handle broke. Turns out some vital connection in the cistern had expired.

I broke it at approx 10.45. HM is trying to fit the replacement part now. At 20.30. My stinky poo has been upstairs all this time and I am so ashamed.

SG - when I was visiting the home of friends in Mexico last week the handle on the toilet broke. I had to open the tank and reach in up to my elbow to open the flap.

Then I remembered that the sink was also broken and there was no soap.

Fortunately we were going to a restaurant for dinner and I was able to wash up there before we ate.

I know that the tank water was clean, but I still had the mental image of toilet water on my hands.

Just imagine fishing about fruitlessly for the best part of ten minutes.
Then confessing to your best (opposite gender) friend and have them work and curse and make calls and curse and go and buy superglue for him and hear him curse... all the time in the bathroom where you laid a toxic load.

Although you win on the fact it was someone else's house - at least I pay to stay here!

SG - couldn't you just reach in to the tank and open the flap by hand (what I did at my friend's house)? Or is it a different toilet design?

this whole goddamned thread is out of order!