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Okay, I'm alive...We're currently in rehab, but we're alive. I've had the best intentions of keeping you up to date on my parents' visit, so please believe me, then please forgive me.
It was rather difficult to find the key board of my laptop through the pile of 860 empty wine bottles, 12 empty Smirnoffs, 11 Retsinas leaping, 10 days of headaches, 9 Bloody Mary's dancing, 5 GOLDSCHLAGERS!! 4 pickled livers, 3 nights of Ouzo, 2 of everything and A - DRUNKEN - HOLIDAY - BINGE...
I dropped the parental units off at Los Angeles International yesterday at a bright and bushy 4 in the morning. Even my breath was pissed about it. So, we're recuperating (me, Will and my breath) and I will be doing my best to catch up on 3 weeks of blogging. There's plenty to tell and I'm sifting through the rubble to see where to begin.
Until then, JoeyGory has contributed this video. THANKS JOEY! If it's one thing George W can invoke from me (beside the anger, vomit and tears), it's laughter. Kind of a nervous-appalled laughter, but it's still laughter.





19 Comments:
Yay! You're back! Tell us everything (besides the 12 Days of Debauchery) about your trip! Didja love the snow? snicker!! Welcome home.
I can't believe it's been 3 weeks. It is good to take a break sometimes...are you a wino now?
Glad you're back!
Welcome back! I'm glad you survived the New Year's celebrations.
I can hear everyone including the dogs singing "5 Goldschlagers"!!!!
Welcome back you drunken, sassy thing you.
i'm so glad youre back. SO GLAD. i've missed you xo
Oh babe, so glad you're back. I can smell your breath all the way over here on the East Coast. Go gargle with some mouth wash!
Kevin, I'm so glad you're back. You were missed.
Happy New Year to you and Will.
Looking forward to hearing your holiday stories! And I kinda like George Bush...because he looks and talks like Mack Brown (head coach for the Texas Longhorns)...if I hated Bush...I'd have to hate Coach Brown...and I just can't bring myself to doing that
I have visited your blog the whole time you were gone - even though I KNEW you were gone - just because I missed you.
-SIGH-
SO. GLAD. YOU. ARE. HOME.
finally you are home & you are back!!!! please tell us more about your trip... I am here waiting :)
Happy New Year!!!
Glad ur back!!
I loved that video!!!
*wipes tears from eyes*
Glad you're back
Welcome Home Honey...
Seems like all of us gal pals missed you something fierce...
Looking forward to reading of your grand adventures...
Once you clear out some of the bottles...
And Restina dahhhlink... Retsina???? ooooohhhhh myyyyyy.....Ouzo... Oiii! Vaieee!!!!
Happy Happy New Year!!!
Is this where I join the harpy chorus of, "I've missed you!"?
Hey, welcome back!! I'm glad someone shared my nasty headache. [And at least you might appreciate my dating horrorscopes (well, atilla did too)].
I'm so sorry you have to re-join the real world.
Thank you, thank you, thank you...honestly, I'm sincerely flattered. And flattery will get you guys EVERYWHERE! I'm naked as I write this...not really, BUT I COULD BE!!!
I really have to say that I've missed you all and am looking forward to catching up on your lives and perspectives on life. It's been a whirlwind, one that left me feeling extremely fortunate for the time with Will and my folks.
And now...now...NOW, to try and re-tell it all.
I do hope that you all had a WONDERFUL Holiday and I only wish my friends here in blogland a FANTASTIC, HAPPY NEW YEAR! And although, you all may be far in distance and I've never "talked" with most of you, you guys aren't far from my thoughts or my heart...truly, as big-gay-corny as it sounds, it's true. And if no one likes that I'm overly sensitive, they can kiss my big gay ass.
Breath like that used to have a clinical name. In college, we called it having a case of the "Zacklys". That means that one's mouth feels "zackly" like a herd of cows crapped in your mouth. Don't forget to floss, my dearest.
Hurrah! The Blogbeast is back! Two words from Bush finished our Prime Minister for ever: "Yo Blair"
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