Wow, I feel like I'm doing so much better right now than I have been for awhile. I usually feel like I'm someone who isn't often affected by stress, but at some point in the last week I realized that I've been pretty stressed out lately; the funny thing is I didn't really notice it until today, once that feeling was gone.
Last Wednesday there was a big fundraising gala for the Marine Mammal Center which I had been involved in organizing. I had some last-minute stuff to do that got done well, and on time. Plus the event raised a good deal of money to help pay for our new facility and ongoing operational costs. (Wow, the new Center is going to be spectacular! And so different than it is now.) We also went to a friend's wedding reception last night, which was very nice, and I had my second Biology midterm this morning, which I believe went well.
But Friday night was the thing that restored my sanity, even if it was at the expense of my liver. Susan and I had plans to go Hyperbowling in the afternoon, but we discovered that the place had closed. So we went to the top of the Marriott for a couple of drinks and to figure out what to do. We had an idea, so we went for a cable car ride through the rain to North Beach, and into another bar for another couple of drinks. From there we went to not one, but two different strip clubs, and yeah, had another couple of drinks. At some point dinner seemed like a good idea so we ate, made plans to meet up with the boys, and we all converged on the DNA, at which point a couple of drinks sounded like a good idea. Not long afterwards sleep sounded like the best idea, and I was home and in bed by 12:30!
I haven't been that drunk in a long, long time, but it was *exactly* what I needed. Well, that and all the sleep I got the following day. Now I'm in a great mood, it's a beautiful, sunny day outside, and I've got half the day to do a bunch of little things I need to do.
Life is good.
Last Wednesday there was a big fundraising gala for the Marine Mammal Center which I had been involved in organizing. I had some last-minute stuff to do that got done well, and on time. Plus the event raised a good deal of money to help pay for our new facility and ongoing operational costs. (Wow, the new Center is going to be spectacular! And so different than it is now.) We also went to a friend's wedding reception last night, which was very nice, and I had my second Biology midterm this morning, which I believe went well.
But Friday night was the thing that restored my sanity, even if it was at the expense of my liver. Susan and I had plans to go Hyperbowling in the afternoon, but we discovered that the place had closed. So we went to the top of the Marriott for a couple of drinks and to figure out what to do. We had an idea, so we went for a cable car ride through the rain to North Beach, and into another bar for another couple of drinks. From there we went to not one, but two different strip clubs, and yeah, had another couple of drinks. At some point dinner seemed like a good idea so we ate, made plans to meet up with the boys, and we all converged on the DNA, at which point a couple of drinks sounded like a good idea. Not long afterwards sleep sounded like the best idea, and I was home and in bed by 12:30!
I haven't been that drunk in a long, long time, but it was *exactly* what I needed. Well, that and all the sleep I got the following day. Now I'm in a great mood, it's a beautiful, sunny day outside, and I've got half the day to do a bunch of little things I need to do.
Life is good.
- Mood:
cheerful


Comments
We thought about regular bowling, but the Yerba Buena bowling alley doesn't serve alcohol. What's the point of bowling, then?
"Whoa, what happened to your face?"
"I went to so-and-so's party last night and got retarded drunk and wrecked my bicycle on the way out of his driveway."