Wow.

Wow. Just...wow.

I am a bit overwhelmed, here.

Sitting in a bag under my desk here are three bottles of scotch. One is 16-year-old Lagavulin. One is 1988 Distiller's Edition Lagavulin. The third is 25-year-old Caol Ila. As old as I am.

pierceheart, you'd better come home and help me make good use of your presents!!!!!

Love you, darlin'.

Oh, and this is in addition to the lovely bottle of Talisker that geoogo and cutieyum got for me. Mmmmmmm. And then there's the bottle of Scapa I bought and have barely started.

I think this means there's only one thing to do: I must have a scotch party, and soon. Note to self: keep the house clean.

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Happy birthday, elissa_carey!!!

Ow

Ow ow ow.

My head has been hurting since early this afternoon, but now it's pounding. It's not from lack of caffeine, dehydration, or stress. I feel a little nauseous too. Is this a migraine? If so, I hate 'em. Ow. Come on, ibuprofin, do your stuff...