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I just got out of my shower that refuses to produce hot water.
Tonight was a bit of a tease because the water lasted for almost ten minutes. The water was very clever, and decided to run out just as I was shaving my second leg. That means I had to continue to take a cold shower or have only 1 and 1/2 legs shaved.
Every girl knows that if you shave your legs when it is cold you never get a smooth shave. I even have one of those vibrating razors (I got it free from a promotion at work, hooray) and still there is cold shower stubble.

My legs in general are looking brutal lately for many reasons...
1) My legs looked much better when I rode a bike everywhere.
2) Cold shower stubble, as explained in first paragraph of Blog
3) GIANT bruise on my new from drinking two nights before. I would like to say no one knows where it came from, but unfortunately Andy and Paul saw the whole thing. Why would Doobies put lawn furniture in front of the bathroom anyway?

(Side note about Doobies... Best jukebox ever... More Bowie than you can shake a very glittery stick at)

More about the night with the bruise... I drank ridiculous amounts... I mean way too much...
On top of drinking about 9 vodka tonics, Andy threw shots into the mix.
Supposedly I was completely coherent the entire time... Joke was on Paul and Andy I don't remember anything after the third bar... I do remember having to hurtle a cat to make it to the bathroom to hurl my entrails out.
It was all fun...
I also didn't show up to work until 12pm! Go me! I probably would have made it there sooner, but I was right around the corner from breakfast... So I couldn't pass that up... Breakfast however turned out to be a bad move, because in the end I did pass it up, into the toilet that is.

Sometimes getting a wicked drunk on is a good thing, because it helped me purge a lot of "bad energy" out of my body.

Yeah, I wrote bad energy... I will go listen to Jerry Garcia now...