Thursday, December 7, 2006

Where are you, Ben?

I don't think even Ben Stiller can help me now.

His voice has faded. Blocked by a pounding headache, a raging stomach, and the desire to curl up on the sofa.

Hangovers. Gotta love 'em.

Self-induced agony that's entirely preventable.

My excuse: It's the holiday season.

Yes, I know that's a pretty lousy excuse.

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