What a week!! If ever there was a week that I'd like to cap off with a few beers, it's this one. Why in the hell did I decide to do this again? Oh yeah, to prove a point to myself. So, here I sit, instead of contemplating my weekend's festivities, I'm contemplating what I'm going to be doing to keep myself from getting bored this weekend. More than once I've thought "well, if I just go out one night this weekend...." but then I have to stop and remind myself that yeah, I could do it, but, come on, this is the 1/2 way point!
I do feel a bit of anxiety over not going out this weekend-both because of the shitty week I've had, and the fact that I think that I've peaked on my "feel-goodedness" Yeah, I'm not waking up with a foggy head and shaky hands, but then again, I'm not waking up all bright-fucking-eyed and bushy tailed either. I think it was Sinatra that said something like "the beauty of waking up hungover is that you know you're going to feel better as the day progresses. When you wake up sober, you're doomed with the knowledge that that's the best you're going to feel all day". You tell 'em Ol' Blue Eyes.
Sooo... what will this weekend have in store for Mr. DTX#2? Who knows. I sure as hell don't. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. Maybe I'll proudly display a huge sign that says "YEAH! I'M WEAK" as I slam a drink. Or, maybe I'll sit back Sunday morning, with a cup of coffee, sipping it, quietly confident that I've made it through the weekend.
I just don't know.
Pax.
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