Comments on: It Took Me About Three Hours

By: kim at allconsuming

kim at allconsuming — Thu, 26 Jul 2007 12:22:09 +0000

The ramifications of the last big night I had on limoncello is now 2.5 weeks old and sleeping in a cot in our room. Texting would have been so much cheaper and way less exhausting.

By: Chortles

Chortles — Thu, 26 Jul 2007 04:56:28 +0000

Please to tell the location of the cheesy potato fabulousness?! That sounds delicious.

By: Nancy

Nancy — Thu, 26 Jul 2007 01:22:57 +0000

Finally, someone who has lived a parallel Limoncello experience. I did the same thing: Capped off an evening (a family dinner, actually), with a few shots, shared with my brothers. After two, the room started to spin. I backed out of the conversation, curled up, and waited for it to stop. Lovely stuff, though.

By: Meegan

Meegan — Thu, 26 Jul 2007 01:20:01 +0000

If we lived in the same city, we would SO be friends. As it stands, I’ll remain a stranger in Chicago who loves your blogs. I shall love you from afar, Mighty Girl!
Cheers.

By: Stella

Stella — Wed, 25 Jul 2007 23:23:45 +0000

In Australia, Virgin Mobile have a program where you can block certain numbers from being dialled out from your phone for an evening. So if you are going out on the champagne limoncellos, you block your ex-boyfriend, your boss, the chick your ex-boyfriend left you for and the new guy you like. Saves finding those weird sent messages in your outbox the next morning.

By: Sarah Brown

Sarah Brown — Wed, 25 Jul 2007 20:05:41 +0000

It’s true. I can totally fix your car.

Also, we drank my H away.

By: Brat

Brat — Wed, 25 Jul 2007 18:35:47 +0000

What is texting?

I’m way too old for this shit, aren’t I?

Well, HELL! I can still get drunk! Hand me that half gallon of vodka… thx.
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By: Phoenix

Phoenix — Wed, 25 Jul 2007 18:02:15 +0000

I am so very confused, but I loved this post.

Um are you still drunk?

By: Mel

Mel — Wed, 25 Jul 2007 16:30:14 +0000

You know what this tells me? This tells me that having kids made me much less funny. Also? Much less drunk.

It also tells me that someday, somehow, I will find a way to get to San Francisco and get drunk with a pro. A funny, funny pro.

I forget that I should get drunk enough to drunk text at least once a year. When did I get so completely boring?

By: James

James — Wed, 25 Jul 2007 16:28:19 +0000

I love the MegaCart. The trick is not to get hit by it.