If you can’t tell that I was hammered when I wrote that post last night, that’s because alcoholics develop a distinct ability to maintain their faculties when intoxicated. But for future reference, any time I make a reference to unprotected sex, I’m probably drunk. The two things just naturally go together.
Anyway, due to a massive hangover I’m going to go take a nap. Jury duty this morning was killer, but also an absolute success; if by success you mean I failed to get out of it and for the next four days I will be performing my civic duty of doling out justice to criminals, I mean suspected criminals. And while I can’t talk about the case because that would be a breach of the solemn oath I took before the court, I can tell you that it’s so obvious the guy is guilty.
Coming up later . . . my running diary of day one of jury duty. Because the only thing more fun than being at jury duty is reading about someone else at jury duty.