I hate it when the alarm goes off and the first thought in your head, as you reach to slap the clock silly, is "I think I am still drunk."
A smarter man would have taken the day off. But with end of month stuff going on, I cannot.
It was the Breckinridge Vanilla Porter that did me in. Smooth. One extremely good beer. I highly recommend it. I piled through a 6 pack during the Cowboys game last night. That was after drinking during the early games.
I wonder if my inbox would make for a good pillow?