Balance!

I puked my guts out last night. Given the week I'd had, I was only more than too willing to drive my Lambourghini Countach right off the cliff. (well, at least my hot wheels version right off the kitchen table) The work yin got balanced out with the party yang, right into the toilet bowl. Only eating lunch, then sharing three bottles of wine, two joints and one goblet of champagne was enough to put me right over the edge. Usually, I handle myself with a lot more class but I neglected to remember to eat. Cardinal sin if you're going to party all night.

Anyways, happy birthday boys. I was giving it up for you, all night long.

23 September - Yuri
24 September - Adam Outlaw (The Painfeeler), Stef