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Having two glasses of a fantastic 2004 Thurston Wolfe Rosé while eating dinner and watching the end of the first season of Battlestar Galactica? Fun.
Waking up feeling dehydrated and vaguely ill at one in the morning, while still needing to brush teeth and that kind of thing? Not so fun.
Note to self: Wine = good. Too much wine = not so good. Two large glasses = too much wine for Rose to drink over a half-hour period, no matter how good the wine.
(Sorry if this isn't up to my usual standards of dry wit. I'll be better tomorrow, promise.)
Waking up feeling dehydrated and vaguely ill at one in the morning, while still needing to brush teeth and that kind of thing? Not so fun.
Note to self: Wine = good. Too much wine = not so good. Two large glasses = too much wine for Rose to drink over a half-hour period, no matter how good the wine.
(Sorry if this isn't up to my usual standards of dry wit. I'll be better tomorrow, promise.)
