5.10.2003

Be prepared... be very prepared...

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As of present, I have downed three bottles of medium strength beer, a shot of vodka, some whiskey, and am currently polishing off my night (?) with a bottle of red wine from the fridge...

It would be safe to assume that I am... drunk.

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I have something to proclaim. I absolutely with all my heart and soul, hate, HATE gin.

After having a few bottles of beer at this bar in timog, Pam and I decided that we hadn't had enough (she had her share as well, and was surprised that she wasn't so contented with it). Off we went to the nearest source of alcohol we could find - ministop. This store does not have (I guess 'cause it was past 2:30 and they were still selling alcohol) a liquor curfew. In my eagerness and lack of solid judgement, I chose to buy this gin-laced product, thinking that it wouldn't be so heavy (translation: nightcap) Lo! It would prove to be my worst decision for the night (or day... whatever) After downing a bottle of the stuff I opted to take a nap, as I wanted something to go on in the later part of the "gimik." And as I woke up, my joints had this really baaad feeling in them... sort of like inflammation. Plus, it impaired my eyesight, memory, and decision-making abilities...

After that day, Pam was telling me about things I did not remember.

Oh s**t!

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...zzzzzzzzzzzzz,,,,,,,,,

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