Oh Lord…here it comes…
St. Pattys day…
It’s a forgone conclusion that I’ll get hammered. The only problem is that I got hammered last night, and only now at about 3:30pm, has the thought of alcohol crossed my mind without me dry heaving.
However, I did win my first pool match in my league last night! It was awesome. The guy I was playing with was even more nervous that me…which felt nice for once. I can finally say I’m not the newest guy on the league, and also that I have now officially beaten someone.
Anyway…back to me complaining. My friend is coming to pick me up at 4:15pm sharp, so that we can go downtown and start the party. I’m not quite sure how I’m going to be able to handle it. I’m really hoping that if I get a beer down or something, I won’t immediately puke…but it’s gonna be a tough one, that’s for sure. My day so far has consisted of cursing alcohol, trying not to fall asleep at my desk, and as you can see…posting random shit to my blog. I also thought I completely screwed up my vision for a while, because I put my head down and took a little semi-nap, and when I raised my head back up and opened my eyes, they wouldn’t focus for like 5 minutes. It was rather disturbing, especially after reading about Sam and Lolo both getting glasses. Oldness totally sucks.
RobSurge took the whole day off and has been drinking since approximately 9:00am. He said he would call me around 3:00pm, but he hasn’t. I imagine it’s probably because he’s passed out in a puddle of his own piss and vomit somewhere on the streets of Wallyworld. He is also not answering his phone, which he carries religiously since the birth of his son.
Anyway…I’m outta here…time to go dye my internal organs with green beer!
