Friday, October 13, 2006
You're Friday Moment of Zen: Devils Drink
I feel terrible today. Last night, after our french lession, Calv and I went out for a few drinks and some food. Unfortunately for me today, I had two too many almangacs in lieu of desert, (looking back in the cold, sober, painful, and oh so terribly bright light of day, really one almangac is the optimum number). However, this did not stop me at midnight starting to watch yet another episode of the West Wing, whose lethal, sleep deprived grip I'm currently being held in.
All day I've felt really off my game, and I had to try to rush around terribly hungover, gripping walls between the toilet and shower room, fighting with a pair of tights, trying to not fall over getting my boots on, and I had to try and get to work early because I've been giving interviews todays. There really is nothing worse I think that having to pretend to be intersted in what a potential employee is saying, all the while trying to keep from ever so gently swaying, eyes glazed over, and a grin plastered on your face that is threatening to turn into a grimace..
You're Friday Moment of Zen: drinks that I do not want to touch again. Enjoy, don't enjoy, just don't throw up.