Insert new liver....
....
....here.
What started with two pints gratis ("the last thing we need down here is FREE drink...") on Monday dusktime ends with the nausea of 234 mid-range hospitals, even though I chanced nothing more than water and tea yesterday.
That. is. it for a while, or forever, because now the thought of stout makes fluctuant my innards.
I'll write a proper post, including details of a new joint venture blog-wise, when I can handle solids.
6 comments:
next joint blog venture?
I haven't said yeah for defo yet...
Haven't been on one o'them in a long while. They say you forget the pain after a while.
Or is that childbirth?
You do know how to keep us hanging on. ;)
Ah near alcohol poisoning. The memories.
oh i hate that feeling. the "oh dear god is that a tequila advertisement? get this magazine away from me." feeling.
Welcome Clara...
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