Literally. I’m hung over for the first time in a while following a week long quasi-bender that culminated Sunday night at Preservation Pub with beer and shots. I’ve been in the weeds at work and decided to deal with the stressful times by drinking my way through it, as usual. Not that I was getting shitfaced hammered every night but I definitely made sure to have 5 or 6 IPA dinner and random shots nightly to aid with rest and recuperation. It worked. I’ve easily made it through a rough week all thanks to inebriation. It was good to visit Pres Pub since I hadn’t been there in a while and it was unusually clear of smoke due to the doors being open with the warmer temperatures. I started off having Lowenbrau but was quickly goaded into Jager shots by serial drunkards KRTI and his Queen. Fine. I was ready for whatever came my way, except for the news that PP would no longer be selling Lowenbrau since their distributor was discontinuing that product. That and Mo’Nique winning an Oscar. Weird but whatever. I’ll miss my favorite imported beer. Maybe I’ll try She Wolf, I’ve heard it’s “ok”.
Okay, it's been my experience that when you have to drag your alcohol-ridden body into work, you're not really fooling anybody. Either the smell will expose you...or the yellow tint to your eyes will do it. So be careful.
ReplyDeleteHmm that's quiet interessting but actually i have a hard time understanding it... wonder what others have to say..
ReplyDelete@Philly - I don't really try to hide it anymore because I think they expect it. The alcohol was necessary to calm my rage.
ReplyDelete@Anon - we barely understand ourselves here.