Sunday, March 19, 2006

Lost Weekend

So here it is, another Sunday and me wondering where the whole weekend went. Things seem to go pretty quickly when you start drinking Friday at 9 in the morning. Like, you find out you're completely fucked up by 8pm. Especially after the ill-advised Dogfish Head 120 Minute IPA at Ashley's. Then there's the inevitable but too-late food binge at the Fleetwood, followed by the stumble home and the obligatory 12-hour sleep-off. Next morning/afternoon, it's the many hours of waiting for the headache to go away so you have the gumption to shower and get dressed. To go to a keg party.

Lather, rinse, repeat.