The Hangover: Part Embarrassing

25 Feb

I have ended too many nights recently like this:

I have recently moved from the rural-ish town I was living in back to the glorious city I love and I was making up for lost time. I saved up all my drunk chips (you can purchase yours at drunkendisaster.com) and have officially cashed them in. It’s not that I think there is something wrong with going out for a night on the town and experiencing the many delights of the city, it’s just that there is a limit to what a person can take. And by person I mean a sleepy, petite, poor girl of questionable drinking stamina who does not know how to say no when there is a drink offered to her. The other night I experienced a new first when the lights where thrown on at the bar I was at and they announced they were closed. Looking down at my watch I saw it was 4 am, how did that happen?! But I mean, who cares it was a Wednesday after-all…Wednesday, wow, it was a Wednesday…yikes. Yup, I definitely need to set a limit.

It’s just actually really difficult to say no!! Can I get a witness!?

Reasons Why It’s Hard (that’s what she said)

1. I don’t have a job yet, so I have nothing to wake up early for

2. I don’t have a job yet, so I need I distraction

3. I don’t have a job yet, so it’s time to live it up before I am held back by said job

4. I don’t have a job yet, so I need to drink to feel better about not having a job

I’m looking for some pattern, something linking all of those things together but, call me obtuse, I’m not seeing one.

Ok, fine! I need a job, I need to make that my priority and then I will be going out a “healthy” amount of times, if “healthy” can be used to describe having a drinking contest with a 300 lb tourist on a dare. That was off the record.

So conclusion: job equals balance and money and purpose.

( Y )  …my sign-off that I totally haven’t used

2 Responses to “The Hangover: Part Embarrassing”

  1. mooselicker February 26, 2012 at 2:05 pm #

    Slowly but surely you’re becoming a vampire or a serial killer. Or both. Aren’t vampires sort of serial killers? Unless they only kill one person then die. I think you need to kill 3 people to be considered a serial killer. I’ll have to ask my uncle. He’s strange.

    • tootsiewoo February 27, 2012 at 1:24 am #

      I do have surprisingly sharp teeth…And I’m pretty sure we all have that one shady uncle that sits in his basement watching old episodes of Family Feud and cuts his toenails with his teeth. I have a distant cousin who’s an accused serial killer, Ryan Gosling played him in a movie. Have I said too much?!?

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