Combined Guinness-guts with remnants of a vindaloo, indescribable pain.
So, am now programming uselessly. Dammit, I was going to deliver amazing product well on time. Alas, not going to happen now. Moo.
Bollocks. Wouldn't have minded another year or so before the bastards go after the tab sites.
On that note, my neighbours hate me, but I love my geetar. Bad renditions of Purple Haze, Foxy Lady are the current order of the day. Rock. Badly.
...and back to hangover.
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