Quote: the doc, Mar 2012Having had all of three cocktails last night, Ania came home and barfed up half a gallon.
She woke me up at eight o'clock this morning with, mooooooo? I don't feel very well. My stomach hurts and I feel sick and my mouth is dry and my eyes are sore. And I was just like, yes dear, it's called a hangover. This is how I feel every weekend.
Maybe not funny to you lot but I thought it was unbelievably cute.
Maybe i'll never understand the point of drinking; it sounds like too much hassle.
Anyroad, i was out with the fiancé today and i saw a plumbing van. It mentioned various services and included a phrase that made me feel bemused but not like kissing myself laughing. * The phrase was lady plumbers; i think it sounds quaint.
* Just like on page 11.