The Result of Stress

Last week was kind of a nightmare for me thus the lack of posts. My company laid off a heck of a lot of people. No, I wasn’t one of ‘em but many of my friends were let go. I wanted to be one of them but I wasn’t. As a result I went out on Friday night with some people from work and I got pretty messy. Sorry for not returning your call Cashew and Fingerbang but I didn’t even see you called until Saturday afternoon. I do apologize if you had to interact with me in any way. I apologize to the lesbians from Indianapolis, to the members of the National Ballet of Canada (especially the nice Filipino ballerina) and to Brian from baseball.

I was actually about to go home at a ½ decent hour when I ran into a guy that used to play Baseball on my team and he thought it was a great idea for me to stay out and keep drinking. (I need to be told "go home" or I'll just stay out). We went to a couple of other bars. I vaguely remember being refused entry into Byzantium. Well they didn’t say no directly to me but they did say no to my friend who then told me we couldn’t get in because of my state of inebriation. To my knowledge I have never been refused entry into a bar before this. Well I guess I can take that off my list of things to be proud of. Lesson Learned: A bowl of steamed rice and some BBQ pork at lunch really isn’t enough to eat for the day if you plan to drink a lot of beer.

I was super hung over the next day. I really don’t get hung over often but Satty afternoon was a nightmare. I canceled my evening plans (sorry Eric) because I could hardly function until 10:30pm rolled around. So needless to say I did nothing on Saturday but regret the night before and wallow in shame and embarrassment.

On the positive side I did get a good night’s sleep on Saturday and I had a fun Sunday.

BTW I went to see the Grudge 2 yesterday. It sucked. The first one sucked but this one REALLY sucked. Don’t go. It’s a waste of time.