Showing posts with label Booze. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Booze. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Truly Special


Day 145

Today I am yet again a champion. This time I am the champion of Gin. I was told that if one drink Gin and only Gin (instead of the rainbow flurry of drinks I usually do) then I would with out a doubt cry. 'Challenge accepted' I cried!(pun intended) And last night I got a rather spinning buzz off some Gin. Not a single tear. Not even the beginnings of any. I was more upset earlier that day when six people were talking at once. BUT that is only half of the victory. Two people drank as much as I did (if not a little more than me) and both of those people ended up throwing up. Stellar sound effects all night let me tell you. There is nothing quite like cleaning up some one else's puke at 5am to make you really appreciate how awesome not puking or feeling sick really is. So at 8am when my alarm went off for me to get up go to work I felt fantastic. I am actually not exaggerating. I felt better in that moment than after a nice 10 hours of sleep. Champion of Gin title or no I do not want Gin again very soon as it's not very nice... Maybe now I can conquer Vodka in a new way.

just in a post script kind of way OMFG WHY YOU BASTARD EYELIDS STOP ITCHING!!

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

"Vodka"


Day 138

Today is when the lack of drinking was stopped. I bought the worst vodka in the world. It smelt like yeast =S and is made in Helensville by Russians. It tasted more like bourbon than anything else so of course it is now Grace's.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Twenty One Times


Day 136

Today is Bex's birthday. Her actual birthday. It was decided many moons ago that for Bex's Bday we would ride NZs only roller coaster 21 times. Word of advice. Don't. Especially when you're still semi hung over. I would how ever like to applaud myself on my stellar ability to not puke. Truly a talent I'm grateful for.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Figure Of Speech


Day 135

You know when I say I'm going to go die in a hole now. That doesn't mean I actually want to. After last night I am seriously considering not drinking again.. for a while.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Every Day I'm Shuffling


Day 134

Today I started work at 7.45am. With town on the horizon and a nice dinner for Bexs birthday you can imagine how slow time is going for me. Its 2.23pm and it feels like I've been at work for days. All I want is it to be 4.15pm so I can finish work and go home to where all my booze is. Yes I need booze. I run on booze and am running low therefore time is slowing down.

Aaaaaaaaaanyway! It has gotten to the point where I start to struggle half way through a 6" sub from subway. Consequently I have a quarter of 6" ham sub in my bag. My stomach is currently screaming "OMG I am so full! I hate you!" But don't worry my stomach always hates me. If its not "I'm full" its "I'm empty" or "Why are you feeding me?!" and sometimes "I'm vindictive and spiteful" *STAB STAB STAB* You don't even want to know what it screams when it teams up with my uterus *gives reader knowing look*