You know what sucks...

I've had somee todsay to. I'm not really taht drunk though. Last friday my roomate asys I woke up at 6 am and started pissing oni the floor. I don't remember that night at all.

Sure you aren't ;)

Last Friday night I went out and had 7 beers and I was pretty toasted.

I don't mind though, the days of downing a 12 pack before hitting the bar are thankfully over.

Two weeks ago I completely recreated the college experience by cracking open my first beer at around 3:30pm and then didn't stop til a shot of Three Wise Men almost made me puke on the bar at about 1am. I was downing random shots, Jack and cokes, pitchers of beer like there was no tomorrow. Plus it felt like college because I crashed on my friends couch (slept with my shoes and hat on) after I tried unsuccessfully to hook-up with any Baltimore skanks.
I think today is the first morning that I haven't felt hungover since that night.

Here's what really sucks...

I'm on vacation this weekend in Key West with my wife - no kids - for the first time ever. We were in bed by 11:00.

I must've left my testicles in Delaware.

Here's what really sucks...

I'm on vacation this weekend in Key West with my wife - no kids - for the first time ever. We were in bed by 11:00.

I must've left my testicles in Delaware.

If you pass the Heritage House while you're down there, make sure you take your hat off when you walk by because I'll be getting married there in May.

Also, do this:



DRINK SOMETHING.

Two weeks ago I completely recreated the college experience by cracking open my first beer at around 3:30pm and then didn't stop til a shot of Three Wise Men almost made me puke on the bar at about 1am. I was downing random shots, Jack and cokes, pitchers of beer like there was no tomorrow. Plus it felt like college because I crashed on my friends couch (slept with my shoes and hat on) after I tried unsuccessfully to hook-up with any Baltimore skanks.
I think today is the first morning that I haven't felt hungover since that night.

Please tell me someone drew a tuxedo on you in magic marker. Around my town, whenever you sleep in your shoes, that's the magic go-ahead to do whatever we want to you.

If you pass the Heritage House while you're down there, make sure you take your hat off when you walk by because I'll be getting married there in May.

Also, do this:



DRINK SOMETHING.

Oh, I drank a ton - I got down here at noon, loaded up on Goombays and Mojitos, and had a nice $175 dinner. Then I took seven aspirin and went to sleep.

I was also up for sunrise, I've had a delicious breakfast, and I'll be having my first cocktail by 10 am.

Brud. There's a place on Duval called Flamingo Cafe. It's owned by 2 people who used to live in Ocean City MD, went down there on vacation and never came back...and you gotta love no open container laws down there. Now if they only did that in Rehoboth...

Wait a sec...you're in Key West, yet you are logged on here...get your ass off the computer and go drink something. Don't wait til 10am...

[5:30 Friday morning]

{Rite of Spring playing softly in the background}

(724Skinsfan is fast asleep after going to bed just a few hours ago. He's dreaming, yet lucidly conscious of the fact that he is asleep).

"...ahhh, wonderful sleep. another hour and a half before I wake up. No hangover. I'll be good to go once I get just a little more res..."

Suddenly the peaceful scene explodes in a cacophony that has become a daily ritual around this time.

DA-DA!
DA-DA!!!
DAAAAAAAAA-DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
Iwanjuice...



Yeah, on days like this, that sucks...sort of.

The above is exactly why my mother stopped drinking...she was sick of taking care of me with a hellacious hangover.