I think my laptop needs a breathalyzer

On Friday night, after a work cocktail party and a few more wines with my flatmate, I wrote a huge email being all EXPLAINEY (and probably very annoying in the process) to someone who has far better things to do with their time than read about my silly drama queen life experiences.

I just re read it (after finally finding it in my work email sent folder - I couldn't even remember what address I had written it from). And it is a bit cringe worthy indeed.

Sigh.

Stupid sunflower