Something about standing naked in the cold rain is cleansing. Don't worry, we have a privacy fence and it was about 3 in the morning.
We had a hurricane scare earlier this week, school closed on Tuesday so I got drunk Monday night. I keep telling myself that the answers to my problems do not float inside a bottle of Southern Comfort, so I went out and tried some absinthe instead. Tastes like bathwater, but I like it. Not enough to pay for a glass all the time, but worth it once. By the way, answers are not found in a glass of that, either. Better to just drink the bathwater, if you're looking for answers.
Just so we all get this straight, I am not an alcoholic. But my therapist is out until next Friday and sometimes I imbibe a bit to relieve stress. You're all just lucky to not have survived a bout of my drunken typing here at the blog. It can be highly entertaing sometimes, or just plain pitiful.
Anyway, where was I? Oh, hurricanes and cleansing. Hmmmm....Totally lost my train of thought. I guess I just wanted to encoourage everyone to go strip down and stand in the rain at 3 am. Privacy fences are good thing to have handy. And a towel. And a fire in the fire pit, too.
Go try. Let me know how it goes.
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I wish.
My self-esteem doesn't let me do such things.
Heh. I like my privacy fence. And I did it at 3 am, when everyone is asleep. So, no self-esteem issues (for once).
That sounds therapeutic. Or crazy. Or possibly both. Hey, send me some absinthe.
How do you get absinthe, Christie Allen Poe?
It's legal now!
Yup, it's legal now! Go to the bar. My bartender lit the sugar cubes on fire to melt them. Bathwater. Yum.
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