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2006-10-17 - 1:02 p.m. I gobbled up lunch at my desk today and as I ate, I perused abcnews.com, which is my usual news source. I about choked when I read the headline "Cracker Barrel sued for refusing to serve blacks". Ok, the irony here just killed me... Cracker?! Get it? Oh boy.. that's a good one. AND apparently Al Sharpton is representing Chris Rock's mother in a lawsuit. This should be good! Ready for more irony? I participated in the Wrigleyville Crawl For Cancer on Saturday. Drink your ass off! It's for a good cause! We're curing cancer people! And hey, can I bum a smoke?! Our team consisted of 12 people. We travelled to 6 bars finishing 3 pitchers at each one. The trouble began when we started a flippy cup tournament at bar #5. It all went down hill from there. I attempted to sweat out the poison on both Sunday and Monday. I was feeling down and depressed which is common for me when I'm hungover. Unfortunately, it's hard to sweat out the poison when you are thouroughly dehydrated. The gym I go to is actually a health center in a hospital. They have a full on kitchen in this bitch and as I was working it on the eliptical machine I started to smell Cinnamon rolls. What the fuck?! You aren't supposed to be smelling cinnamon rolls when you are working out!!!
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