I'm having my first drink since Sunday. The OL says it's too soon.
The way I see it, I need to get started again. I've got another confirmed bender coming up in two weeks, and who knows if any impromptu benders might pop up. After all, I did spend $110 on a haircut and shave last week. With my luck some lovely little, or not so little, thing might want to reach out and touch someone.
Ya' see, the way I see it, drinking is like exercise. You gotta do it to stay in shape right? Take this past week and a half as a great example.
It all stated off with a trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. We hit town on Friday night 02/16 about 8, and by 7:30 I was already drinking. (ever heard of a traveler?) by
8:01, Dimetri was done driving and was double fisting.
8:10 we had made our bead selection for the night and were on our way to Rue Bourbon!
8:15 our first blended icee style drink. green.
8:30 Dinner at Acme Oyster house.
8:31 my first TURBODOG
9:00 First Big Ass Beer, 32 oz's of cold beery goodness for four bucks
Not a minute went by when there wasn't a drink in our hand. This lasted till four in the morning.
Saturday 12:00 pm
Whiskey: You guys go to lunch without me. I'm just gonna lay here and die.
JD: Pussy
Demitrios: Cat
Alaska: Doll
W: no really you guys go.
JD: get up you out of shape p.o.s.
D: you'll feel better once you eat
A: you haven't been working out have you
W: no, I thought I'd lay off for a few days and...
JD: dumb ass
W: yeah I know
I'm starting to ramble now, so I'll save the rest for tomorrow's workout.
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Thursday, March 01, 2007
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