That is a line I used to use almost weekly in college. These days, I usually avoid the stuff because of how I feel the next day. I threw caution to the wind on Saturday, however, when a party guest brought out tequila. Sunday was spent on the couch repeating the mantra above.
And they said 7/7/07 was supposed to be "lucky." It seems that everyone I have talked to had a rather unlucky day. In fact, earlier that day, I had to call 9-1-1 for a client who had gone catatonic. As I talk to clients this week, it seems that most of them had a particularly yucky day on Saturday - fights with spouses, etc.
Numerology aside, I guess it's all what you make it.
7.10.2007
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