FHC’s resurrected blog : In which FHC gets cranky but does not throw any stapler

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Aatombomb
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FAGAT Guide
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Faggoty-Ass-Faggot
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Frenchbenj
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The Malcontent
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Towleroad
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Vividblurry
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In which FHC gets cranky but does not throw any stapler

I had an awful day or at least it really seemed like it. Three beers with my dinner last night and a cocktail as a nightcap disturbed my sleep to the point that I had to pop an Excedrin PM at 5 a.m., managed to have an early morning nightmare and as a consequence I woke up very cranky and half comatose. If I drink three beers and a cocktail, I am sick …that’s just pathetic. I had to concentrate really hard all day to avoid going on another stapler throwing extravaganza (throwing my brand new stapler might have relieved my tension and as a rule I usually miss my target by a mile but then of course you have to apologize and that really sucks).

Perhaps the real problem is that I have not been sober since the unfamous Saturday night. And that’s not going to end soon, because I am expected in some salvadorian restaurant up in Petworth for the mandatory Wednesday dinner. Thai and Salvadorian are great favorites of mine. The last time I went in a Salvadorian restaurant, it was to get some coke in Adam’s Morgan from a woman called Milagros (which means miracle in Spanish) maybe at the corner of 18^th and Columbia or something who I believe might also be in a Federal jail by now or maybe she works at Results. I’ll really need to get drunk to go through these painful memories *sigh*.

The only charming part of the day is the way LL officially complained about my non attendance to his 25^th birthday (I was busy in a toga). He sent the enclosed picture (which I suspect to be a photo-montage) with the following caption “PS – Here’s a picture of me and Tom Cruise. It’s from my 24th birthday. It was really nice for him to come, even though he was in the middle of shooting MI3”.

Posted at 05:33 PM in Oups... FHC is depressed now | Permalink

Comments

I didn't even mean to accuse you of not visiting on my 25th, but now that I think about it, I guess that was probably the message that my subconscious wanted me to send.

Posted by: LL | Wednesday, May 03, 2006 at 05:53 PM