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September 09, 2009

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Joel

My mom did that while taking pills with a swig of my dad's scotch rocks...she did a total Danny Thomas spit take. Anyone old enough to remember those? Anyone? Anyone?

Rachel

Okay, what were you doing drinking a "glass of vodka?" Was it straight up? At least throw some cranberry juice in there... :)

Elena

OMG, I laughed so hard about poor Pete's little misfortune with the vodka. You probably won't have to worry about him wanting to drink during his teenage years now!

On the other hand, I commiserate with Julie. Whenever I can't sleep--or wake up during the night--I also become very anxious about not being able to function the next day. I've often thought that I should just stay up deliberately one night to prove to myself once and for all that I could survive a day without sleep. However, that's not a very appealing idea at any age!

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