Drink and the Devil Took Care of the Rest.

Some hours later, still sippin’ on the liquor of those long-dead… some thaumaturgically-awful concoctions thus contrived:

• Green – A mixture of orange juice, San Pellegrino, José Cuervo plata, Creme de Menthe, and Drambuie – absolutely horrible; extremely effective.
• Orange – José Cuervo plata, Fanta – absolutely horrible; marginally effective.
• Rancid Dew – Crème de Cassis, Extra Dry Vermouth, Black Velvet, Mountain Dew – I don’t remember what, exactly, this does.
• Untitled – Forgot what’s in it – Awesome.

The problem of completing the liquor supply remains. I want to say that it’ll all be gone by Monday, but I still need to get out and drink elsewhere for a while.

Dreadful revelations, I-tal deceptions… the entirety of possibilities is a tapestry and the fibers my existence is woven from intermingle with the mundane horrors I dare not speak of. Oscar Wilde holds absolutely no salvation.

Conclusion: Drinking at work on a Friday evening – not a good idea.

This entry was posted on Friday, October 16th, 2009 at 19:05:58 and is filed under Journal.

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