064. Diagnosis

Booze tally is going well. Although it has lost it's glamor. I hope it doesn't turn into marriage all over again. Why does the thrill just have to go when you commit?

Are we getting homesick yet? Show of hands. I'll keep tally. My guess it will be near fifty. Given the post holiday blues are fading but there's still that taste. That and you all are a big, sappy bunch of softies. Really disgusting. Where have all the real men gone?

I think that mine is prettier than yours. That's mine. The whole thing.

Are any of you sick? Better yet dying? I am so bored.