I have had a pretty shitful week this week and WordPress is fucking with me and doesn’t want to acknowledge that shitfull is a word with one L or two and I am beyond caring at this point in time so I shall spell it both ways cause I just have to share this little bit of information with you guys while I still have all my faculties.
Well those that I kinda have. WHATEVER. ANYWAY. The story. Sheesh.
A few weeks/months ago I ate some radioactive eggs, laid in a machine for a couple of hours
and got me a little piece of paper that cost a BILLION FUCKING DOLLARS to tell me that my stomach was fucking broken (duh) but BRIGHT SIDE is I can drink all the liquids I want.
So I am totes deciphering that shit thusly. I PASSED the liquids portion of the test so no limits on any liquids. Right?
Thursday: Champagne cocktails
You see where I am going with this? Now, considering I haven’t actually consumed alcohol since Karl started rampaging around in my insides this may take some easing into. But I am up for the challenge.
And I may take up day drinking. Cause it sure as hell will make work half bearable.
SILVER LININGS BIATCHES. Silver motherfucking linings.
Got any cocktail suggestions for me? None with any, you know, fibre or healthy shit in them cause I can’t have any of that crap.