BLEAH...

Oh. My. God.
I feel like ass.
Last night, was fun - and as a result, I feel like ass. A co-worker of my darling friend - he's from Japan - is leaving to go back in a few weeks, so it's been partay time. But my god! This Japanese man, can he drink beer! And more beer! And more and more beer! And... well you get the picture. But also? He won't leave anyones glass empty. I have no idea as to how much beer I actually drank seeing how my glass was uh, never empty. It's really every drunks dream, I mean a never ending pint (sleeve, glass, whatever) of beer... ah, heaven.
And then of course, being the complete idiot I have the capability of being, I - in my ihavenoideahowmanybeerihavehad state - started ordering shots of tequila.

Luckily there were only two (shots). But geezelouisemarge did they ever get on me quick! I honestly don't know. I used to be able to do loads of tequila, in the summer... and I loved it. Now? Ech, what a disgusting thing, like paint thinner. Perhaps because I've become more refined in my drinking of scotch and rye whiskey? (god, I am almost questioning whether I should be going to a meeting or two soon...) (nononono... I am getting old, that's what it is...)

And the money? Where did all my money go? This is ridiculous! I had lots and now? I have none? WTF? Oh yeah... all that beer, and then a looooong cab ride home... Thank god I don't do this that much anymore, who the hell can afford to go out every night?

But I swear I had a fist full of 5's and I don't know where they went... I hope my friend has them, cuz that would suck if he didn't. I lost my lighter too. Now I have to make fire with my fingers... (stares intently at her fingers) (goes slightly cross-eyed) (ow, my head) (oh, how appropriate... Talking Heads is on the radio...) (I love the Talking Heads...)