Monday, January 28, 2013

For Shame.

I'm not even going to address nutrition right now. This weekend was bad. Well, mainly last night was bad. Me and 3 close girlfriends went to see Soundgarden - a dream since they split up in the 90s. Concert began at 8, so I had them over for some snacks and drinks beforehand. I'll just get to the point. I got blackout drunk. There was barfing, there was stumbling and I don't know how I made it thru the night without getting kicked out or punched in the face. I was that annoying drunk person pushing through the crowd to get to the front. When, as a mature adult, I should have arrived earlier and got to the front in an honest way. Nope. Not this drunk fool. I drank more than half a bottle of whiskey. STRAIGHT. Before we left. Plus half a bottle of wine. Maryann's wine that she brought over. For the record, I haven't been drunk like that in years. I barfed of course, and not in the toilet. I was disgusting. And you know the worst part? I don't remember the concert much. I totally ruined that experience for myself and I can't ever get it back. I never intended to get that blasted at all, I just kept swigging back those whiskeys and then had a beer at the concert. One beer? 2? I don't know. I'm embarrassed and that will never ever happen again. EVER. I will not let alcohol ruin any more life experiences for me anymore. Fuck it. I am upset with myself, I'm angry and sad that it happened. I'm just glad I was with close friends. If I was alone, I don't know how I would have gotten home, and to be honest, if I lived alone I probably would have died by choking on my own vomit or something gross. I'm genuinely surprised I didn't have alcohol poisoning. Maybe I should have, then I wouldn't touch the stuff again.

So, how was the concert? I don't fucking know. And I'm sad about it, have no one to blame but myself.

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