Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Declaration
I hereby announce December 29th, 2004 a National Day of Mour-drinking.
Today has been set aside as a day to drown your sorrows and grief (real or imaginary) in the sweet, sweet healing of alcohol. Start with the inebriating beverage of your choice, raised in honor of a departing or departed relative, lost love, busted radiator or hangnail.
Repeat.
And repeat again, until you can't even remember why you're grieving.
If you don't have something specific to mourn at this time, don't worry...The National Day of Mour-drinking will occur as often as necessary.
And lucky for me, my grandfather's dying.
Raise your glasses, folks. I'm getting drunk.
(actually, I didn't need the word "getting" in that last sentence)
Today has been set aside as a day to drown your sorrows and grief (real or imaginary) in the sweet, sweet healing of alcohol. Start with the inebriating beverage of your choice, raised in honor of a departing or departed relative, lost love, busted radiator or hangnail.
Repeat.
And repeat again, until you can't even remember why you're grieving.
If you don't have something specific to mourn at this time, don't worry...The National Day of Mour-drinking will occur as often as necessary.
And lucky for me, my grandfather's dying.
Raise your glasses, folks. I'm getting drunk.
(actually, I didn't need the word "getting" in that last sentence)
# posted by Karla : 12:07 PM
