Dang the timin’ Icey…it’s late where BOTH of us are at the moment!! We’ve both got excuses to be quaffing back the turps at this time on a Sat’dy night.
So, what I want to know is…how are ya doin’ anyway?

Dang the timin’ Icey…it’s late where BOTH of us are at the moment!! We’ve both got excuses to be quaffing back the turps at this time on a Sat’dy night.
So, what I want to know is…how are ya doin’ anyway?

Thing is – I do my drinkin’ alone bit on a Sunday night 'cause Sunday morning’s when I haul my carcase outta bed and stumble off down to the local supermarket, and buy my poison of choice there. Thewn, I chill it down in the fridge during the day, promising myself that if I just get some of the voluntary society paperwork I need to do then done, I can then blow my mind out to the far dimensions once night falls. So, sober Wolfie tonight … but absolutely no promises how I’ll be this time tomorrow.
How’m I doin’? Guess I’m drunk on life as a whole, probably. Got a full-time job now I absolutely love. I can be as creative as I like, doing stuff I’ve dreamed of doing for a heck of a long time now. I’m a wolf runnin’ at full sprint across the white snows, and having one heck of a good time doin’ it. 
How’s life treatin’ my cousin from across th’ ditch, then? 
Hm. Just looked at my earlier post in this thread and yes, I do indeed feel like an ass. Oh, well… At least I don’t have a hangover! 