I’m alive. Barely. I can hear cats whispering blocks away. That’s how much my head hurts right now. It’s probably from all the Puerto Rican sun and not from the fact that I drank half my weight in rum.
I swear I have amazing stories for you but right now I just need to lay my head down for a few minutes.
Someone shut those fucking cats up.
A few pictures here if you just can’t wait.
PS. I’m not a drug addict. Thanks for asking.
Comment of the day: Dude, when I’m in your position, I can hear people eating marshmallows. Those marshmallow eating bastards are loud. ~Type (little) a
Glad you’re back, safe and sound.
I could hear the cats on Saturday.
Now… Go drink a glass of water, take two excedrin and two tums, and lay down!
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I’m glad/surprised no one voted you off the island.
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Dude, when I’m in your position, I can hear people eating marshmallows.
Damn those marshmallow eating bastards are LOUD.
Welcome back.
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Isn’t it funny how rum makes for cats but vodka makes for crying babies, and wine makes for bees buzzing? That’s why I stick to whiskey: it’s more like a white noise.
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Yay! You’re home. Now I can stop stalking your website and just hit refresh eleven billionty times. Kidding, I kid.
Did you happen to bring home any extra rum with you? Because last night my f-i-l tried to kill me with a pork chop. And now I think I’m in mah last hours. Alcohol would probably help.
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We like to tempt my sister with the skin from cold oatmeal when she’s hungover. That, or the skin from gravy. Or runny eggs. Once, in Vegas, we made her go through the buffet line at a shift change at the Excalibur as punishment for getting trashed and flashing her tits at everyone in front of Caesar’s Palace instead of being at our niece’s rehearsal dinner.
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Welcome back. So did you successfully broker the Puerto Rico Free Trade Act (PRFTA) while there, or did you forget that item on your agenda?
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Glad you’re back! I’ve been sitting in the corner quietly crying because I missed you. Now I’m standing here waiting patiently for drunken Puerto Rican stories. Whenever you wake up…
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That’s too bad you’re not a drug addict because then we could be addicts together.
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So, I take it your cabbie didn’t drive you past the same “drugstore” ours did?
Welcome home…I know you were happy to see your dildo artist.
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screw you. i think i’ll go to spain with tex this weekend.
I know the call of that rum…it is practically irresistible. Good thing you don’t live in my neighborhood. My cat is the world’s most annoying cat even when you’re completely sober. Thinks he’s Pavarotti, but he can’t sing. Try anointing yourself with lots of B complex and water. Feel better soon. Incredible pictures, by the way.
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Glad you’re back. Now I won’t have to feel like a loser going back through the archives to find a laugh. Or try to self-medicate because the daughter is getting too.grown-up.already. (Seriously. She went to prom. I can’t get past this. Oh, sorry. This blog is all about you. My bad.)
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You drank 40 pounds of rum?
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[quote]Now I’m standing here waiting patiently for drunken Puerto Rican stories.[/quote]
Then you should probably move to New York City. They have more Puerto Ricans than Puerto Rico ever had, before they all moved to NYC.
I’d feel bad for you about the headache and the cats, except for where you were. Ok, maybe I do feel a bit bad for you. But seriously, I’d kill for a vacation. Hey want some dead cats in trade for taking me in your suitcase next time?
Kidding….sort of.
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We’re so glad you’re back! You don’t know what it’s like to have Bloggess withdrawals. Because you never leave yourself. Well, maybe, depending on how much drum you rink.
I hope your head feels better soon, and that the cats shut the hell up.
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Oh good. So you took $y “lots of rum” suggestion and ran with it. Serves you right for going to PR when I was stuck at Passover with my in-laws. Ass****.
Welcome back, and don’t let the cats get too brutal. I heard they were making fun of your drunken limbo.
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I’m glad you’re finally back. I was having trouble finding ways to waste my time.
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i am glad you are home. the world is just a little bit righter now.
shalom
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Why don’t you try putting rum in the cat’s dish? I don’t know if it will help your head, but maybe the cats will know how you feel. They’ll be all…can someone shut Jenny the hell up? Meow.
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I am surprised you managed to type, usually the sound y little metallic keyboard is enough to make me hurl. If I was there I’d bring you a Gatorade and some KFC. xx
Welcome back. Rum is a fat old dirty whore. I think I am finally recovered from an experience I had with her OVER A WEEK AGO.
I’m so glad you’ve finally been outed as a drug addict as I have a flatbed full of horse tranq with your name on it.
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Freaking whispering cats. They are Ninjas you realise. They will sneak into your house with there freaky little ninja moves, wearing their little masks and crap in your shoes.
Stupid freaking ninja cats whispering… the only way to defeat them is more rum.
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Cats are such bitches.
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When I have migraines I can hear my cats walking.
Downstairs.
In the livingroom.
Through closed doors.
Migraines suck.
I imagine that hangovers suck, too, but at least you got to have fun first. Welcome back!
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Since you quoted West Side Story before…Is it better here in Amare-Eee-Ka?
Bueno writing, btw.
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Ummm, wait~ I’m only here because liv ASSURED me you were a drug addict? Mebee she meant alcoholic? If so, I’m in like Flynn for BlogHer – woohoo!
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Hey not to go off topic but can anyone give me overview of. New York Car Insurance Reform 295 Greenwich St, New York, NY 10007 (646) 351-0824 They can be down the block from me. I was wondering if they were a good insurance agency. I need to find coverage, it is regulations you know, but I need to have a good price price plus I’d prefer friendly service.
… when you can actually hear yourself blink and you lie and wait for the marshmallow eating bastards to come finish you off.