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[owlectomy]

Dear self.

Dear foolish, foolish self.

You may now be able to drink an entire cocktail.

However, if all day you have had nothing more in your stomach than

(a) a snack-size bag of popcorn,
(b) a peanut butter and jelly sandwich,
(c) two hundred cough drops

And you have also battered your liver with maximum doses of cold medicine for a couple of days in a row --

DO NOT ATTEMPT to drink an entire cocktail.

That is all.

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[owlectomy]

Actually, now that it's morning I feel fine! (A relief! Library Big Bosses are coming today.) I just had some very spinny walls and was randomly telling people that I was drunk.