I'm sure a happy medium can be found.*
So... I take back the thing about not being drunk forever. Tonight I definitely needed some glühwein, and when I ran out, I uncorked a bottle of cheap cabernet sauvignon. And it's a good thing, because
Gallipoli is about to reach the tragic
race... and this paper is making fine pace (as fast as a leopard).
*that happy medium is probably somewhere in Virginia
