We ended up going to Swift Current instead. I think I have contracted ceasar poisoning. I finally got to go to the York, it was everything I hoped it would be. There was an old man in a bright red, blue and white wooly hat asleep by the door, there was a man inside telling everyone about how he kicked some door in somewhere and the barmaid had a moustache.
I was sick all of yesterday, Gin is no friend of mine. The fact that the only thing I have eaten in the last 3 days have been whatever food was in my drinks (so pickles,celery,lime...oh, and some complimentary popcorn) may have been a significant contributing factor to my current state. Man can not live by popcorn alone mores the pity.
I think its Friday today, I'm going to be sensible from now on. Starting with breakfast. Its the way forward.
Friday, January 11, 2008
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