Well, breakfast turned out very good, if I don't say so myself. Pancakes were delicious. I find it difficult, though, to type properly as my fingers are numb from the (how many?) mimosa's I have drank. My brain feels as if it is swimming in Champagne and my legs feel like rubber. Pictures of gumby are running through my head. I just lost my train of thought.
Moulin Rouge drink fest here I come...and then maybe some Mexican battery acid to wash it all down.
Ciao!
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