Friday, November 14, 2008

I thought age was just a number

Today was not a good day for me. We didn't get home from the concert until after midnight, I had enough beer to make myself hungover today, and in a moment of brilliance, I scheduled a client meeting for first thing this morning. I managed to make it until about 2pm before considering cutting my wrists open with the blades from my pencil sharpener.

I just don't understand when I got too old to be out past midnight and drink beer. Life is really fucking unfair.

And since it's 7:30, I should probably go to bed.


  1. It happened to me around 27 or 28. And it just gets worse....

  2. If it makes you feel any better I can't drink any more than two drinks without feeling and/or getting sick the next day. This morning was a prime example of this.

    Considering my age, I suck even more than you do. NO WORRIES.

  3. It requires training--you just have to keep staying up late drinking in order to keep in shape.

    Of course, it may not be the shape you want...