The Windy City

In Chicago for St. Patricks Day. Went out last night and ripped it up big-style with one of my suppliers. Couldn't eat until about 2 o'clock today. I can just barely type. I need to learn how to drink again, although I'm putting the extent of my hangover down to being Jet lagged following two horrendous days of travel that saw me fly into LA from London and back to Chicago in 48 hours. I'm sitting in my hotel room (Did I mention it's a suite!!) contemplating going down to the bar for a coke to try and moisten up my mouth. It feels like I've been chewing Gandhi's sandal for a few hours.

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