Drink Me (Baby)
Firstly, I’d like to say thanks to everyone who gave me such lovely advice after my last post! I did decide not to go (it was only going to be a two week holiday in any case), because I was worried that if I went, the feelings I’d be trying to hard to leave behind would probably throw a wild party, and trash the house while I was gone. I went away for the long weekend with a friend, who was endlessly patient in listening to my extremely one-track conversation, and salving my wounded emotions with red wine. It was grand, and now I feel much better.

I’m not going to drink it though.
UPDATE: Apparently, according to Zenta, (see comments) it doesn't mean exhaust me at all. Alta Vista must be run by a bunch of prudes. It means 'Suck me dry'. Which is even better. But I'm still not drinking it.

