Was told this week that I can't drink for the next few weeks. Doc has me on some medication that combined with drinking has been fucking up my liver faster than usual.

3 more weeks. Then I'm back into perfecting my zombies.

My condolences.
We'll throw you a little party when you're free to drink again.

Who the fuck is DickHead?

Hope you get better soon.

We'll pick up the drinking slack for you.

I will have a Gruit, a Heather Ale, and a Pumpkin Ale......




















.....and toast to your health!

DickHead, is SnakeHead's Watergate alterego.

I can't believe CBC has all 3 on tap tonight.

I'll be doing my best to cover the SnakeHead quota.

Damn, Mistress, that's SO Pagany.

If you weren't spoken for...

Just Kidding, GB!

'Tis the season!!!

The Equinox approacheth, INDEED!!!

And I really need to set up my altar.....

I hear that.

Tish and I have been really lax, as well...

My excuse is that we recently moved - and I can't FIND most of my altar gear.

My excuse is that I'm a lazy, no good scoundrel...

Which reminds me of most of the Pagans I've associated with.

Snakehead,

Once you are imbibing again, you'll have to wander northward. The family and I will cook dinner for you and have drinks with you to celebrate.

I'm on a weekday wagon.
It doesn't run on weekends around here.
Three weeks would suck.
I suggest you take Justin up on his offer. You'll need it.

Besancon!

When did you start, yesterday??

Bummer dude.

I was a tad worried about my liver since my wife tends to hack me about it (she doesn't drink).

I went to tthe ER last thrusday thinking I had kidney stones, but the reslults of the CT were negative for any problems. Liver function is normal (dead center normal). Blood sugar 82. Uranalysis normal.

So, why the fuck do I feel like someone stands behind me stabbing me in the lower right back?

Went to the doctor today and he gave me a shot of cortozone, and another steroid. I'm wide awake at 1AM.

I need a beer, or a fuck , or something....

Pour the beer on the wife to wake her up, then lick it off and see what that leads to.

















Maybe your back will feel better after a few days of sleeping on the sofa.

That always makes mine hurt more.

I'm scared of the wagon. The driver looks shady.

I'll just lie here in the rut, with my bottle.

I have to be somewhere weekdays.
And I don't expect a stranger to get me there.

I must, therefore, stop weeknight drinking.

At least until I can QUIT MY JOB!
A task which proves more difficult than I had anticipated.

You left LF04 (in July!) on Sunday so you could quit that job on Monday?
And you're still there?
You need to drink on weekday mornings before work.

A few stiff beverages when you hit the office and one after lunch will leave you in perfect shape to transport yourself back home.

Shees, Abby. I hope you're staying for personal gain.

Timing has been a real bitch.

More than 53 percent bitch?

Ha!

72%

Back off the wagon as of last week end.

Zombies and Hurricanes were had by all, well, by me anyway.

To celebrate I ordered my first Jade- the only REAL Burnt™ absinthe product from LDF.

Congrats!