Monday, May 30, 2011

Booze Metrics

I should have thought of this ages ago, but my new gauge to determine how good a night out was will be based on the number of people I can't remember who add me on Facebook the following day. This means that I was memorable, but in a good way.

Likewise, waking up in prison or to a number of your friends not speaking to you indicates the opposite.

In any case, Saturday night was apparently awesome.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Handy Man

I worked from home today in order to take care of a couple of things, including doing a self-installation of my upgraded cable box, and having a desk chair delivered and then assembling it.

This is a big deal, as anyone who knows me is familiar with the fact that I'm completely helpless when it comes to doing things around the house. When I was a kid I actually shorted out electricity for my entire building on the Upper East Side (apparently pulling a plug out by the cord isn't the way you're supposed to do it), and to this day I tend to call for maintenance for something as simple as a light bulb needing replacing.

In any case, the installation of the cable box wasn't nearly as awful as I thought it would be, despite involving far more cords than should be necessary in the 21st century. The chair, on the other hand, came with instructions that made IKEA's seem detailed and straight-forward. After struggling with what were only really three pieces for some 30 minutes, the chair is now as assembled as it's going to get, even if it wobbles at unfortunate angles.

So until that chair collapses in an embarrassing and painful fashion at some point, I'm feeling rather proud of myself with today's accomplishments. Now excuse me while I go have a beer and watch some sort of sporting event.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Breaking The Bank

The weekend ended up being bigger than planned. Went to a comedy charity event on Friday evening, which was fun, although I do have this bit of unsolicited advice for comedians - if you're performing at an event that raises money for sick children, doing a 10 minute bit that mocks people with disabilities probably isn't the way to go. (Even if I did find it hilarious.)

Saturday was booked for a lunch with a few friends, where a few of us spent a few minutes during our expensive lunch to discuss how being older has resulted in us preferring to spend $150 on a great meal with friends instead of dancing to loud music in a room full of a strangers. We then proceeded to spend the following 7 hours doing exactly that, so apparently being older just means we spend twice as much money.

And so, Sunday was recovery day, with an alcohol-free breakfast and an afternoon spent on the couch catching up on mediocre television programming. Because there's nothing that makes you feel better about boozing away an entire day of your life than forcing yourself to sit through recent episodes of Desperate Housewives while sober.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Photo Analysis Session

I've spent much of this week putting together my photo albums from the recent trip. I'll refrain from posting everything here as well, but given the theme of this blog is supposed to be boozing, I thought I'd throw one photo from each of my two drunkest nights out and we can mock the results.

London, Royal Wedding Eve

In our infinite wisdom, we started drinking on this Friday at around 1pm. From Pimm's to wine to beer. This was around 2am, long after we'd forgotten to eat dinner. Needless to say, we were rather hungover for the wedding the next morning, and ended up passed out in bed by 9pm. At least this photo is evidence that we thought we were having fun at the time.

Hong Kong, Trashy Night Out

I can only distance myself from these "ladies" by saying that they were friends of a friend of a friend. I don't know their names. But they are clearly at the level of inebriation where one thinks they are looking a lot sexier than they are in reality. Not that anyone has ever looked cool dancing on a table outside of a well-edited music video.

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I'll be quite honest, the rest of the trip was relatively tame. I've unfortunately started to drink like more of an adult lately (my previous post on last weekend should be ignored to make that sound more believable) and so nights of drinking until 2am generally remained rather civilized. Go figure.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Early Bird Special

Went down the coast this weekend for Hickster's 30th birthday celebrations (belated, since I was busy being fabulous in Europe on the actual day). It was great fun and generally relaxing, although it may have involved the following:

  • Friday night dance party
  • Shots of Cafe Patron
  • Hideous amounts of snacking
  • One walk on the beach outside the house
  • Drinking all afternoon on a Saturday
  • Playing drinking games (Circle of Death) at 5pm
  • A pre-dinner dance party
  • Falling on Seedy Pete in the midst of pre-dinner dance party/photo shoot
  • A Saturday night dinner that I don't all
  • Passing out before 9pm on the couch
  • Sunday morning exhaustion
  • A three hour drive home
  • More drinks on Sunday afternoon on a friend's terrace because I'm a moron who has no respect for my body

In short, the post-European holiday recovery and detox isn't going so well.

Monday, May 09, 2011

New Fatty In Town

Well I'm back in Sydney after a fantastic holiday. Unfortunately that means I am exhausted and a little bit fat. Actually more than a little bit. I may as well have strapped chicken schnitzels to the sides of my torso. I'm so fat that I tried to run my usual 5km this morning, and only made it about 3km before my left foot started to hurt and I needed to go home. At this rate, I should be back to my previous level of fitness in around 2018. Brilliant.

Photos and stories to follow in the coming weeks, once I have fought off the recurring desire to eat 6 full meals a day.