No can do, my friend...I am recovering from a heavier than I had hoped hedonistic friday night/saturday morning, with a nubile lady friend...I became too drunk and too focused on her divine derriere to realize I was mixing Jack Daniels with Finnish Vodka...at 3, 4 maybe 5am...then after rolling into bed, I felt it was the Right time to smoke a J or two...since then, I have been foul in belly, haggard in mind, delicate in sight...It wasn't the green that did me, it was the stupid mixing of JD and vodka. I can drink Finlandia, nightly, with no trouble whatsoever waking and rising at 7am to head to work...but JD, i stopped drinking that evil liquor, many moons ago..BECAUSE IT WAS MAKING ME SICK...
the lady returned last night, despite my horribly fragile state, so at least I was entangled with her, rather than waking at 645am to watch Bari humiliate us.
The problem is, i am still recovering now...my stomach is churning everything into mush, my appetite absent, and I should sleep...I guess, I am just wanting to be close to Juve, in this time of Dire Crisis...and part of me is feeling, or hoping, that Ciro must surely be sacked, or shot, very very soon, and I want to be amongst the first to know.