Champagne?

For those of you who read my last note you are probably well aware that I was afraid to sleep due to my nightmare visions of the future… The coffee didn’t work I still wound up having to sleep. And when I slept I dreamt…. well I’d really rather forget it…it was bad… Barney was involved… and a giant cockroach in a top hat and spats… just forget it. So I figured I’d try something else, Champagne… You see I don’t have a great tolerance for alcohol. Heck even Claude calls me a “light weight” (may that’s why he shoos me away from it?) so I thought I’d get blitzed and let you know if that works for avoiding nightmares. Nothing gets me wasted faster than champagne even if it’s technically “sparkling wine”. It think it’s something to do with the carbonation.. As Claude has wandered off for quite a while this time (at least I think he has wandered off, of course with his gift you never know) I’ll try some champagne.

When I picked up the room service wine list and nothing happened, I supposed that it was a good sign. If Claude is still here, he obviously doesn’t have an issue with me drinking this time. The only problem, I discovered from reading the wine list, was that this posh place serves only the expensive stuff and I learned a long time ago that I don’t like the expensive stuff. I like the cheap stuff! Fortunately, there was a supermarket not far from The Hotel that I knew had what I needed.

I hopped in a cab and went to the supermarket. I got a bunch of cheap champagne… OK it’s technically “sparkling wine” but whatever, as far as I’m concerned it’s cheap champagne. Just in case he came back (or was following me), I grabbed a 24 pack of beer for Claude. I figure Claude must either have gone some distance away this time or has given up on keeping me away from alcohol, as I’ve never gotten this close to beer etc in months. I made it all the way back in the same cab with no problems and the bell hop even helped me get it all in. He thought I was having a party. I tipped him well enough that there shouldn’t be any further questions. I just hope Claude isn’t mad when he gets back from, wherever it is he’s gone. If he’s not still here that is. I’m hoping the fact I got something for him will help. Of course I’d have gotten it anyway, but it can’t hurt. I popped the cork on the first bottle, which I was amused to find was reclosable. That’s one of the good things about cheap champagne; you can reclose the bottles. You can’t do that with the expensive stuff. Once you open one you have to drink the whole thing. I poured a glass and finished it and poured another. After that… well all I know is I woke up with a mild headache and discovered I’d had two bottles. I’m also still alone, at least as near as I can tell I am. So far no night mares though I had a weird dream. I kept seeing flashes of London Landmarks. I’ll have to ask Claude about that when he gets back or stops pretending he’s not here, whichever it is.