Finally really and truly woke up about 2 hours ago.

I'm generally pretty good about creating and maintaining a nice, gentle buzz. At one point Saturday, I suddenly realized that I was going to be very, very drunk. And I was. After that "moment of clarity," it's all snapshots of memory. Oh, well. Don't think I did anything stupid, that I've heard of anyway.

Off to run so that I can feel at least somewhat OK with myself for the day.

Tomorrow has got to be a better day. Eesh.

Fortunately, I don't get hangovers in the traditional sense of headaches and whatever. I just feel really mentally dull. I was an unsharpened Number 2 pencil until a few hours ago.

I'll have to read about your BBQ later on.

BD


My latest

Me: 36
W: 35
2 D: 9 and 5
T: 16 years
M: 12
10/4/06: Bomb
10/5/06: Ended A
4/22/07: ILYBNILWY

I'm a beautiful butterfly.