Pass the Awesome! An experiment about life and the way it moves me |
So yesterday was the last day at work for one of my coworkers. A good coworker at that. He's off to better pastures. I say good for him.
That said, my small group of coworkers went out to the bars- something that I do not do often. I went straight from work, literally combing dirt out of my hair as I went. Parking. Parking downtown is a bitch. I assume this is the norm for any downtown in decently sized city. I found a way eventually. Now, I am no heavy weight. It actually only takes one beer for me to feel it. I unfortunately made a rather bad decision- I drank on an empty stomach. I had more than I necessarily wanted, so I pretty much stopped drinking. I felt pretty good, and had a really good time. But, as I had no food, I kept getting worse. I got pretty sick in fact. Was it fun while it lasted? Quite. Will I ever get that drunk ever again? Nope. And I will never drink on an empty stomach again either . You live and you learn. ...Today... This morning was a bitch. I felt like I was going to puke in bed. This is from someone who hasn't actually puked in about 10 years for any reason. It's an uncomfortable feeling that is for sure. Naturally I thought the rest of the day would suck. I was actually wrong. I actually feel really good. Whether it was a smiles I sustained yesterday or maybe the alcohol jostled something around in my brain, but I find myself smiling in the mirror today. This does not happen very often so I am feeling kinda pumped. Go Me!
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