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Ár nDraíocht Féin
Three Cranes
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August 15th, 2006

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08:30 am - Getting back into gear
After a weekend of excess, my Sunday morning could best be described by, who else, Jimmy Buffett:
But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse
Soldier told me I'd better leave
As I stumbled to find me a taxi
I saw a note pinned to my sleeve:

"It was a pleasure and a hell of an evenin'
Truly was our night to win.
But the authorities insist on my leaving
Take care my American friend."
African Friend - Jimmy Buffett
And for once, that's the gods-honest truth.

There are friends, and then there are friends. Mitty, congrats and good luck. I owe you one in return.
Current Location: Southeast of Disorder
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: "African Friend", -JB

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Date:August 15th, 2006 05:12 pm (UTC)
Hmmm, best song to describe my Sunday morning...

Johnny Cash, 'Sunday Morning Coming Down'

"Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day. "

full lyrics (worth a read if you don't know the song): http://www.lyricscrawler.com/song/154357.html

Of course, no beer before noon, which means I get to sleep in on Sundays! :)

/kidding, beer first thing in the morning is horrible, now vodka on the other hand...
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Date:August 15th, 2006 06:39 pm (UTC)
I'm personally a fan of "My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, and I Don't Love Jesus", but I would be :)

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