I all but collapsed as soon as I got home last night, to the point where I wasn't even up to sampling the latest bottle of rye that the wife brought home for me. So rather than going into work and feeling like shit all day I decided to stay home and recouperate before I got worse.
That doesn't mean I shouldn't take the dog out first to get her tired though, so out we went after driving the wife to work.

We had a good time this morning, even though I just realized I still have to go out to pick up more dog food later. Shit.

In the meantime, I'll have a bit up about the whiskey as soon as I try it. The more whiskey in the house the better.
Current beer-scale: 1.3
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