Irish Car Bombs… and Stuff
Thanks to dirtyfez for the groovy linkage to tequila mockingbird - and here’s her latest international reportage.
On an other note, went out last night and drank (for me) copious amounts of Irish beer, including a peculiar but yummy combination of booze called an Irish Car Bomb. Damn, I could suck those puppies down all night. Except for that whole gravity thing. The evening’s combination of alcohol and getting pissed off at a bitter drunk old Irish guy who almost ate my pool cue seems to have burned some of the virii out of my system, that or I’m just hungover and too stupid to realize that I’m still fluey. Am contemplating distractions from having to get all the paperwork together to go do taxes with the semi-hostile, almost ex-hubby tomorrow - kinda appropriate that we get our taxes done on Sunday, ‘cuz my ass sure as hell ain’t stepping into a church. Think I’ll take a bubble bath and read a good book (yeah, I’m geeking out hard).