So Rodent texted me last night to see whether i was interested in going to Laundry for a few drinks. I wasn't really in much of a mood to socialise [as most of you will have noticed, that i have not written much lately on my intoxicated missions to Zouk or random other bars]. I've been so lethargic lately and my daemons have come back to terrorise me again.
Had entered my room to lie down under the aircon and past out out just after 2am but sprung up 3 hours later, as if i were late for something. So what did i end up doing? Jumped on youtube.com and watch various videos or random bollicks.
THEN just as the sun was peeping over the horizon, i decided that i'd sneak in an hour more of sleep. AND FUCK, ended up waking up at 10.30am and was late for work... AGAIN. FUCK. But i haven't been very busy so that's alright [but by me saying that, i've just jinxed myself... something i've learned during my days at the Agency].
To be honest, lately... i've been switched on to a i-can't-be-fucked mode. I'm trying desperately to throw myself out of this rut [ok maybe not desperately] since it doesn't take much decision making to respond with...
"Nah, can't be fuct... sorry" But it's the truth.
As much as i used to love going to Zouk, Terrace Bar and other places to attend to my alcohol abuse. And wake up the next day still feeling drunk and only recovering by mid afternoon and soon to find myself a few hours later pouring another drink. I've decided to... S.L.O.W down.
Yes my health has FINALLY taken priority. The whole new change of scenery [job, residence and outlook] has finally hit a chord in my pint and half sized body. That is not to say that i've quit drinking completely... ARE YOU MAD!? I don't think so.
But i've limited myself to my mission intoxications for the weekends and MAYBE an occasional drink now and again, should i be outdoors in the late evening and whether i can really be fuct.
I have come to the conclusion, that my ability to say NO after just one glass is VERY RARE. Usually it's soon followed by a number of jugs of beer or to my weakness of whiskey + water.
[Just thinking about it, makes me want to have a drink] Damn it.
Even during lunch just now with colleagues, we were at The Social and as i browsed through the drinks menu, my automatic reaction was to check the alcoholic beverages. NOT GOOD NOT GOOD. I don't think they'd appreciate me downing some adult beverage at 1 in the afternoon.
But it's Friday.... and i have to head to the club later to pick up the HS vs PHD flyers so i can distribute them to the promoters later. Hmmm... Rodent wants to go for drinks later.... HmmMMmm...
*ding ding ding* HAPPY HOUR... VERY TEMPTING indeed.
Had entered my room to lie down under the aircon and past out out just after 2am but sprung up 3 hours later, as if i were late for something. So what did i end up doing? Jumped on youtube.com and watch various videos or random bollicks.
THEN just as the sun was peeping over the horizon, i decided that i'd sneak in an hour more of sleep. AND FUCK, ended up waking up at 10.30am and was late for work... AGAIN. FUCK. But i haven't been very busy so that's alright [but by me saying that, i've just jinxed myself... something i've learned during my days at the Agency].
To be honest, lately... i've been switched on to a i-can't-be-fucked mode. I'm trying desperately to throw myself out of this rut [ok maybe not desperately] since it doesn't take much decision making to respond with...
"Nah, can't be fuct... sorry" But it's the truth.
As much as i used to love going to Zouk, Terrace Bar and other places to attend to my alcohol abuse. And wake up the next day still feeling drunk and only recovering by mid afternoon and soon to find myself a few hours later pouring another drink. I've decided to... S.L.O.W down.
Yes my health has FINALLY taken priority. The whole new change of scenery [job, residence and outlook] has finally hit a chord in my pint and half sized body. That is not to say that i've quit drinking completely... ARE YOU MAD!? I don't think so.
But i've limited myself to my mission intoxications for the weekends and MAYBE an occasional drink now and again, should i be outdoors in the late evening and whether i can really be fuct.
I have come to the conclusion, that my ability to say NO after just one glass is VERY RARE. Usually it's soon followed by a number of jugs of beer or to my weakness of whiskey + water.
[Just thinking about it, makes me want to have a drink] Damn it.
Even during lunch just now with colleagues, we were at The Social and as i browsed through the drinks menu, my automatic reaction was to check the alcoholic beverages. NOT GOOD NOT GOOD. I don't think they'd appreciate me downing some adult beverage at 1 in the afternoon.
But it's Friday.... and i have to head to the club later to pick up the HS vs PHD flyers so i can distribute them to the promoters later. Hmmm... Rodent wants to go for drinks later.... HmmMMmm...
*ding ding ding* HAPPY HOUR... VERY TEMPTING indeed.
3 comments:
Aww.. comeon.. it'll be good.. a good girly night to chill like yellow mellow and do shit loads of talking and lesser the alcohol...
I think health, to me, has taken it's priority as well, hence I INTEND TO BE HOME BY 2AM LATEST!!
Come out winkris.
Yeaaaah RIGHT... bollicks to both "lesser the alcohol" & "HOME BY 2AM LATEST!!"
I dunno man, just got home and i'm knackered as all fuck... and yes, you know what my answer will be.
HAVE A FANTABULOUS NIGHT THOUGH =)
awwwwww... winkris don't turn down my offers next time round!:)
But you know what,.. I didn't get back before 2am,.. and I didn't sleep till like 2pm as well.
So much for health being the main priority right now:(
Horrible horrible irresponsible me.
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