to_my_drinking_friend Yi In-Ro I can handle only a few bowls of wine, While you can drink a whole barrel. But when our inebriation reaches its height, My ecstasy can very well rival yours. The spring breeze blows on our warm cheeks While our worries melt away in flowing cups. What need for us to count the number When each of us can have his fill? 040501 ... egger . 040917 ... god i love eggs. from my head down to my legs. scrambled or fried, with the family or "the guys" 040918 what's it to you? who go blather from