weekend

I had a bright idea this weekend. Get drunk, get clean. It didn't quite work that way. Let me explain... when I drink I am even more accomodating than when I am sober. I just say whatever, I do whatever. I figured I could get artificially excited about cleaning if I had a buzz, and then bully myself into getting the place straightened up.

So I started cleaning out the refrigerator one beer at a time about 4 on Saturday. I had delayed until then because the UPS man brought me a few books I had ordered. Honestly the cleaning thing was a backup plan for not getting my books. By the second beer I realized that I was drinking flat beer and sure enough it was out of date. Oh well, I just switched to Crown and Coke. By about 8 I wasn't reading or cleaning. I was not tipsy I was DARUNK. Stinking nasty hug your friends and drool on them drunk. So I put me to bed.

I finished my books, now I have nothing to read on break at work. That is probably a good thing, I would hate for my break to go a few minutes over.

In the last few years I have learned a couple of neat things:

If you read or watch television while cooking, you should probably get used to eating burned food.

Drinking and doing chores usually means you wake up hung over in a dirty house.

I think that is plenty of wisdom for today.