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14/12/04 11:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I AM 38% ASSHOLE/BITCH! ![]() I may think I am an asshole or a bitch, but the truth is I am a good person at heart. Yeah sure, I can have a mean streak in me, but most of the people I meet like me. |
So, last night was my reminder why I don't Get Drunk. That ought to keep me sober for the next six months, I'm sure. For now I'll just pretend that last night is in fact next week, so I can have another shot at it and not make a prat out of myself. Except next monday is Jaime's party. It's so weird how close to Chritmas it is. As in next week.
Christmas dinner was goergous though. Georgous. I have no idea how to spell that word.
I'd go into social hibernation right about now, but I have commitments for Wednesay, Thursday and next Monday. Maybe this is my Freshers week, since I stayed pretty sober throughout that.
I keep wavering between being amused at myself and being angry at myself. Bits of this post have been deleted and retryped and deleted again. I don't think it was that bad, and I'm not going to make it worse by feeling all sorry for myself and whining about it. Chris is right: Machocism. I find it quite hard to get drunk, so I often push myself a bit, and then it's just an ego thing with seeing whether I can finish two bottles of wine. Bad ego. Naughty ego. (new rule: one bottle good, one and a half bad)
Now I just wish I had something else to say. I really have to get at least one page done for this magazine thing at two. Then I can worry about money some more, write christmas cards, fulfill some other commitments and sleep a lot, since I'm working tomorrow and my perception of time (I thought it was Thursday when I woke up) is rather skewed.