Thanks to Tom for organizing the Toys for Fucking Tots drive at the Courtside last night. It was a smashing success - big uppies for all of you who came out, brought a toy and listened to me drunkenly murder "Hole Hearted" by Extreme.
On the topic of drunkie drunkie droo droo, I woke up this morning after a long evening of alcohol consumption both at Scamper rehearsal and at karaoke madness. I took a shower, got dressed and started driving to work - as I'm wont to do on weekdays - when I realized that I felt a little funny. It wasn't a hangover per se - there's no pain or headache or dizziness. I actually felt pretty good - better than I do most mornings after a bender.
And then it hit me - I'm still drunk. Right now, as I'm typing this, I'm still a little drunk. I'm sitting at work in my crap job, still drunkie doodle dandy. Blah blah blah. I'm drunk drunk drunk. ap;ljopdahdjhasdhopa...
Hopefully I'll sober up before the show at Brandeis tonight. See? Never too drunk to plug.
On the topic of drunkie drunkie droo droo, I woke up this morning after a long evening of alcohol consumption both at Scamper rehearsal and at karaoke madness. I took a shower, got dressed and started driving to work - as I'm wont to do on weekdays - when I realized that I felt a little funny. It wasn't a hangover per se - there's no pain or headache or dizziness. I actually felt pretty good - better than I do most mornings after a bender.
And then it hit me - I'm still drunk. Right now, as I'm typing this, I'm still a little drunk. I'm sitting at work in my crap job, still drunkie doodle dandy. Blah blah blah. I'm drunk drunk drunk. ap;ljopdahdjhasdhopa...
Hopefully I'll sober up before the show at Brandeis tonight. See? Never too drunk to plug.
7 Comments:
Drunk mornings are the best.
Noon's gonna suck though.
You better sober up before you come to my house tonight, or no boogie boogie for you.
You better sober up before you come to my house tonight, or no boogie boogie for you.
Hott.
Ugh. Sobering up. Work not fun anymore. Growing angry. Grrrrrrr....
As an aside, the cabbie last night mentioned that our conversation was one of the dumbest he's ever heard two grown men have in his cab. This would bother me, but I can't remember what the hell we were talking about. Janet Pirro? Van Hagar? Fuck it.
drunkie droo droo? Wow you're gay. It just keeps getting more and more that way.
There was a cab ride? I was wondering how I got home.
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