Tuesday, March 14, 2006
I'm really bad at this.
Regular updates continue to elude me.
This weekend was spent hanging out with a group of codependent friends and being extremely creative. Now it's finals week and today was spent with the mother of all hangovers.
Seriously, I was pretty sure I was gonna die earlier today. I kept on randomly puking, I couldn't really stand/walk a straight line/etc...it sucked. I'm done with hard liquor forever. And I mean it...done.
I think the worst part about the morning after is the residual guilt you get from having blacked out...there's a window in your life you're not accountable for and there's nothing you can really do to tell yourself that you weren't an utter ass. Absolutely awesome, that. I sure do love my alcohol now.
I guess the problem turns into what constitutes social drinking and what makes it going too far. I pretty much lost all of today to being hung over, so I probably overdid it a bit last night. Reasonable limits and moderation, doncha know.
In other news, I discovered Neil Gaiman's blog the other day. Seeing as he is my living idol I had to read as much as I can...somehow the bastard manages to post a cogent update every day. I'm kind of floored, seeing as I can't update regularly on a weekly basis. This does not bode well for my creative writing future...I'm not nearly motivated enough.
So yeah now I'm depressed. And hung over. Life is goooooood.
ΒΆ 7:11 PM
This weekend was spent hanging out with a group of codependent friends and being extremely creative. Now it's finals week and today was spent with the mother of all hangovers.
Seriously, I was pretty sure I was gonna die earlier today. I kept on randomly puking, I couldn't really stand/walk a straight line/etc...it sucked. I'm done with hard liquor forever. And I mean it...done.
I think the worst part about the morning after is the residual guilt you get from having blacked out...there's a window in your life you're not accountable for and there's nothing you can really do to tell yourself that you weren't an utter ass. Absolutely awesome, that. I sure do love my alcohol now.
I guess the problem turns into what constitutes social drinking and what makes it going too far. I pretty much lost all of today to being hung over, so I probably overdid it a bit last night. Reasonable limits and moderation, doncha know.
In other news, I discovered Neil Gaiman's blog the other day. Seeing as he is my living idol I had to read as much as I can...somehow the bastard manages to post a cogent update every day. I'm kind of floored, seeing as I can't update regularly on a weekly basis. This does not bode well for my creative writing future...I'm not nearly motivated enough.
So yeah now I'm depressed. And hung over. Life is goooooood.
ΒΆ 7:11 PM
