the day after mardi gras

ugh. am having delayed action hangover. the kind where you thought you had escaped the punishment, but then afternoon strikes, and suddenly you're retching and all light and sound are nauseatingly painful. perhaps it was the orange juice.

gah.
and now i'm at work, having cut all my classes. i am a bad, bad kali-head.
i had lots of stuff to say yesterday, and said none of it.
fortunately i still remember what most of it was, so i'll probably post again once my stomach stops trying to exit via my mouth and nose.

and i thought it would be legolas...

Tall, dark, and RUGGEDLY handsome!