Last night, I took The Wife to a pretty nice, upscale restaurant in my area, and it was absolutely delightful. I'm talking lobster and polenta "tamales" with smoked chipotle, scallops with a mushroom and bacon risotto, turtle soup- the whole nine yards. And to make it even better, I'm good friends with the sous chef, so he treated us with a small tasting plate of duck confit with a gastrique of orange wine, and a white chocolate and sliced apple cheesecake for dessert. It was awesome. To make it even better, I don't have to go into work today until around noon, so I decided to have "a few" bourbon drinks and a bottle of wine with my meal which, with me still being in lightweight mode, had me just a tad loopy. I figured that I'd get nice and toasty, and then finally sleep in for once, as I normally get up somewhere between 5 and 5:30 every morning. But NOOOOOO, my internal clock says. It let me sleep late alright- right to about 5:45. Gotta love an extra 15 minutes, I'll tell ya. The good thing is that my hangover is actually at its very minimum, so I guess I'll spend my extra time this morning being productive or something. Grumble Grumble... Goddamn Internal Clock... Oh, and another thing I wanna gripe about- what the hell is up with people hugging so tight nowadays? Those of you who have had broken ribs before know that even after they have supposedly "fully healed", they are still pretty sore for a long period of time after the fact. I had 6 broken ribs after my accident, and because I was pretty much laid up for a 2 month stretch, I'm just now seeing a lot of people for the first time since while I'm out and about. And I don't know why but they ALL insist on giant bear hugs which, with 6 recovering ribs, EFFING HURTS. I've gotten to where I can spot the friggin' Ziengief wannabes from afar, and can quickly call out an "EASY, EASY" before the rush in to apply their very best death grips. Well, since I'm awake and ready to drink again tonight, I bet some of you are as well. No point in putting off the inevitable, right?