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Thanks everyone.
I put in for the day off yesterday last week because I knew what carnage the weekend would bring.
Had a great one. Went out to a fantastic seafood restaurant Friday and got entirely too drunk for this swanky joint on dirty martinis and Pinot Noir. This place was so nice that the "birthday surprise" they bring out is Baked Alaska. For the Atlanta folks, the restaurant was Oceanaire. Highly recommended but def pricey. Glad I wasn't payin.
Saturday brought the carnage of the UGA/FL game which I shook off with about 98 beers and a night out in East Atlanta dressed up like John Mark Karr.
Sunday was the dying. FT- the sunday monger meals consisted of Wendy's #1, Biggie sized to start along with Goody's powder. An attempt to tame the beast raging within. After the initial pain had passed, the 2nd meal was BBQ Pork sammy w/ mac and chee, mashed potatoes and GRAVY, and fried okra from Roasters....aka........The Closer. Lights out hangover!
Ahhhhhh 32 and counting. Living to fuck up again.
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