Bloody hell... I thought I just won this thing 5 minutes ago.
Yeah. You thought as much as I think oiling a typewriter is a job for a greasy rag.
You tell too many secrets, son.
If I told you I've spent the nearly forty eight hours drinking Kilbeggan, about 12 beers, and a few bottles of wine, while on the phone with the taxation bureau and e-mailing my company's HR hag, and setting up dental appointments, while watching movies, you'd probably say: that sucks.
But, on the bright side, I'm also destroying my stomach with ibuprofen, and likely taking too much pseudoephedrine.
However, I just cooked a nice pizza, had a slice, and had a handful of chicharrones, and am settling down for the evening with a few liters of wine, and some diphenhydramine.
Now I'm using a high-powered tactical LED flashlight to see if there are rodents scurrying about my office, or if years-long use of ibuprofen has caused me to have a stroke. While drinking wine and watching some TV show or something.
Oh, and about four hours ago I bathed and shaved my CV-19 beard off, as is my wont every week or two. Safety razors, don't you know. If I hadn't worn a mask then when I went out for supplies, it'd have look as though I'd been attacked. And believe it or not I'm rather used to using a razor. It just slipped.
Therefore all is right with the world.
Have a snack.
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