It's way too early. Or too late, I suppose, depending on how you look at it. My head hurts, not from alcohol, but from knocking myself off something, and whapping the back of my head against a rail. Hurts like a bitch.

For once, hubby got the wasted end of the stick. I've known him for 7 years just about exactly, and I've never in my life seen him so shit faced, and I've seen him somewhat shit faced.

We lost our bed to a virgin and a newly divorced guy, so I damn well hope the blankets get washed tomorrow, cause let me tell you, the floor SUCKS. We didn't even score the COUCH!

They owe us big time.

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