Missing Blueberry
tip from my post-tipsy somnolent self on a bleak-looking desolate sunday morning:
if you drink on an empty stomach true you'll cease to feel the harrowing pangs of hunger but not only will you be inebriated (with a joyfully tipsy-ring to it)enough that you cannot drive home, you'll forget you ever drove there in the first place!
so despite the intricate car-robbing theories you have just devised that would have had Miss Marple finally resign herself to a life of bingo the case of the missing blueberry car is none other than the case of poor old Blueberry lone in an empty parkinglot waiting patiently while climbing the Ladder of Parking-Ticket-Charge as we speak...
now back to bed for champagne wishes and caviar dreams (anyone used to watch Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous?)
if you drink on an empty stomach true you'll cease to feel the harrowing pangs of hunger but not only will you be inebriated (with a joyfully tipsy-ring to it)enough that you cannot drive home, you'll forget you ever drove there in the first place!
so despite the intricate car-robbing theories you have just devised that would have had Miss Marple finally resign herself to a life of bingo the case of the missing blueberry car is none other than the case of poor old Blueberry lone in an empty parkinglot waiting patiently while climbing the Ladder of Parking-Ticket-Charge as we speak...
now back to bed for champagne wishes and caviar dreams (anyone used to watch Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous?)

4 Comments:
hahaha. Drink lots of water to fight the hangover. and hope the blueberry car didn't made new friends last night.
By
Ghassan, at Sunday, March 12, 2006 12:08:00 PM
i love blueberries.and i'm tipsy.
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Laila K, at Sunday, March 12, 2006 3:53:00 PM
rouba. i loved what you wrote about dating. it is very confusing here and i still have no clue. in lebanon, guys are far more direct and aggressive about their intentions and that is actually comforting sometimes. i met a guy yesterday who was even more frustrated than women about mixed signals. he said, i really want the sex and the city shit. i want to be somebody's Mr. big. i still need to be chased and picked up by boys too. i don't like approaching them and i end up losing the opportunity i guess. one thing i learned is that they are as clueless and incredibely insecure and afraid of rejection.
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Unknown, at Sunday, March 12, 2006 6:13:00 PM
Altered state of consciousness!
I love that... Then and there. I hate waking up the next day, with headaches and nausea.
Few tips to prevent that:
Beer or any kind or a beverage with lots of salts (bloody mary for example) at the end of the evening.
WATER, WATEr, WATer, WAter, Water, water...dehydration! drink before you sleep as much as you can! drink until you cant breath anymore.
Tylenol, 2 tabs, Q 6 hours PRN.
Last but not least, IV fluids, if need be!
A cigarette, a drink and some good music in the backgroud ( like Edth piaff!)
By
Paul, at Sunday, March 12, 2006 10:40:00 PM
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