Ah, gatorade. My friend.
So today I finally got some much awaited good news. I'm not going to say what, other than to say it's something I've been waiting for since, oh, about March. To celebrate, I've been doing what I (apparentlY) do best: I've been out drinking with friends all evening. W00t!
I'm not really an alcoholic. Seriously. I swear. This is not just denial. It's not one of those x number of stages or whatever that addicts go through. Honestly. I've been drinking only to celebrate, and because the cute waitress at the last place we went joined us for a round and bought us sake bombs. I'm not the addictive type, and prior to this I haven't had anything to drink in a week or two. I can literally go months without drinking. But what am I trying to prove... you'll either believe me or you won't. Suffice it to say, I know and understand addiction, and I'm not an addict. Well, not an alcoholic. Perhaps a Crankaholic, if there is such a thing.
(Aside to Mal: I can control my typing while drunk if I really try... or at least, I can revise and edit out my mistakes pretty damn fast. I've got nimble fingers. Sorry...)
So: three rum & cokes, something called Orange Crush which involved more ingredients than I can recall off the top of my inebriated head but definitely included Red Bull and Vodka, and a sake bomb (shot of sake immersed in half pint of beer, drunk as quickly as possible). Not so much, really, but my tolerance is kind of low these days. More than enough for me! I'm a cheap drunk.
Anyhoo, like I said, it was a night for celebration. Good times were had, greasy spicy delicious drunken food was had, and I managed to stumble home safely. Now it's just me, a neurotic cat, and a bottle of gatorade to ward off the evitable hangover. I am tired, but if there's one thing I've learned from more than a decade of binge drinking, it's that I need to drink this here gatorade before I crash. I figure half a bottle ought to do the job.
I see it's 12:30. That's just enough time to watch Dog The Bounty Hunter And His Wife's Enormous Jugs while I finish my gatorade, and then hit the sack.
All in all, a good night.