Ow, ow, ow

Owwwwwwww *whine*

Got the alcohol in and ready for Yule (and there is truly a scary amount of it. If all these bottles were broken the flow of booze would actually lend credence to Noah's flood - but with less wrathful drowning and a lot more conga dancing).

And then of course someone did suggest we try a few of the cocktails to see if they worked - after all, we don't want to waste our Saturnalia alcohol capacity on inferior cocktails, do we?

And then there was a debate about whether we had enough tequila and SOMEONE suggested that we see how much we could all drink in a night then we can use that as a basis for how much we will need (shut up, it seemed like a good idea at the time!)




Aaaaaanyway, i woke up this morning and had apparently caught a TERRIBLE disease and had to call in sick. Yes, yes I did. I'm sick, damn it. And suffering. What a terrible terrible illness.

And we're all going to kill the teetoller for malicious use of frying bacon when we're all... ill.