Drink & Drown
Last night, I invited my closest friends in town over for a sushi making party. It'd been a while since we had all gathered together and shared some laughs. The evening was going along swimmingly- sushi was being rolled, wine and sake were flowing, the laughter was plenty. But then something went wrong. Very, very wrong my friends.
Today, I'm at home and missing Fat Lola Friday at work. No, not because there is a lot of clean up to do (though there is). No, not because I am skipping out of work because I am frustrated (though I am). Because, for the first time since I was 17, I drank too much and then puked and today, have one hell of a hangover.
I knew I was going to get drunk. I left work irritated (again) and wanting to forget my frustrations. Sure, drowning your annoyances in a bottle of wine isn't probably the wisest idea nor therapeutic but it is what I did. And in between glasses of wine (I believe there were two) I drank shot after shot of sake. It wasn't even 10 when I was camped out with my new friend, Mr. Toilet with JB and Jenny Two Times taking shifts to care for my crying, drunk ass. I don't know how they got me to the bedroom but I do recall a trash can, water, tissue, them changing my clothes and both of them giving me a lot of TLC. Testament to their true friendship and I can't thank them enough. I won't even berate you guys if you want to tell the tale to others at my expense. You've earned it.
So last night was not a shining moment for me. And I do not want to even look at the kitchen and all the remnants of what I ate and subsequently puked. Oh why are lessons so hard learned?!
16 comments:
You were crying???
That sounds awful and embarrassing. Thank God I have always been able to control my liquour intake. Fortunately I don't hold others to the same high standards I do my self.
With love,
Slutty Whore
These experiences are incredibly necessary to keep us from drinking to excess regularly. It's the body's built in governor.
Eat Wendy's and drink some pedialyte. That combination is the hangover miracle. Not that I know from experience...
Feel better!
I can't believe you haven't been that drunk since you were 17? I think your memory loss is a blessing...And Slutty Whore has lost his memory as well. But there are those of us who still can remember and are presently laughing at the thought of it all!
I even remember partaking a time or two. Oh, memories light the corners of my mind (how is that possible?)...I treasure them.
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I think the only thing we learn is that we never learn. I had a similar experience about a week and a half ago. It was unexpected. It was humiliating. It was ... disagreeable. (Though the trip there was quite fun.) Take it easy today. It passes eventually.
The morale of this story is...
Too much wine make's Sizzle a Sick Girl.
I hope it wasn't the good wine! You don't want to waste that by spewing it all over the house.
Jenny and JB, tell my it wasn't the GOOD WINE!
Get better soon, and lessons are so hard learned because... I'll tell you tomorrow, just get some rest now.
The FIRST thing to remember is, do this on a night when you DON'T have to work the next day! (Or do anything else... JUST IN CASE).
Not that I'm speaking from experience or anything...NOOOO...not me... oh, dear, now I've got a blog story coming on. DAMN I hate when that happens...
Feel better SOON, hon...it's NO FUN on the backside of the fun...
If I could come over and give you TLC I would.
Sizzle,
As I sit here eating a plateful of homemade nachos and a bowlful of sour cream (sorry if that upsets your dodgy stomach) I feel your pain, because I too hate my job because of the irritation it provides. (you knew that!!)
Here's hoping you recover quickly! *holding up a nacho to the screen and making a clinking sound*
Happy Friday!
~Eyes
oy, a lesson hard learned. i haven't puked in a long time, and i think the first was when i was 17 - the night of the seven shots (all tequila). shudder....
my stomach is turning in sympathy for your plight. eat mexican food maybe with a spicy bloody mary in the mix. hair of the dog.....
get to feeling better!
Oh my God. I wish I hadn't read that. Nachos sound so good right now.
Now I know what I will be having for dinner tonight: Sushi and Sake!
eh, just chalk it up to being young and stupid. Even when I'm 80, I'm going to chalk things up to that.
Hope you're feelin' better:)
Ms Sizzle,
Man, that pic looks awesome! You guys did a great job.
Sorry about the outcome...I feel for you. Good thing I'm nursing or who knows what I'd be drinking around the house these days.... :)
K.
well at least you have friends who care. they could have left you alone. hang in there. i'm sure there will be more stupid moments to share and blog about :) hang in there.
Look at Lushy, busting out with the Pedialyte recommendation! I must try that one.
This is nothing that a Wendy's Single with Cheese and a Biggie Fries won't cure. Oh, and more alcohol.
Sorry you have the drunk guilt. I feel your pain, sweetie - you are wonderful and going through this is one of life's, uh, charms? I comfort myself by remembering that at least this provides great blogging fodder. ;)
Feel better.
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