In the words of the wise Irish philosopher Susanne Morrison, "what goze arund cumms arund!1!", and depressingly sooner than I'd hoped, that 'working on dead' comment I made in a recent post in regard to relatives who have the alcohol bug has come back to haunt me.
In true Irish fashion, I haven't learned a lesson from this, I am getting drunk tonight, and updates may be sporadic while there's wake-housing being done.
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