Beware the Emo.
Sunday I spent three hours at the bar playing a seven-card-stud poker tournament. I took second place and won $50 in gift certificates.
Monday night I went to the bar for trivia night. I spent more than $50 on liquor for myself and some of my friends. By the end of the night, I had thirteen drinks even though my memory only recalls these: two Captain Morgan and Coke’s, a Long Island Ice Tea, a Buddweiser, a kamikaze, two Jager Bombs, a Backdraft (they light this one on fire and you drink the fumes afterwards), and a Car Bomb. Supposedly I also had a Three Wise Men and another Kamikaze, but this only makes eleven so I don’t know when I had these other two supposed drinks. If you know much about mixed drinks at all, this much and this kind of liquor destroys people. Tuesday morning I had a massive hangover and didn’t fully sober up until after noon. It’s more than twenty four hours later and my kidneys still seem pissed at me.
Tuesday night I went to the bar. I took second place in the regular seven-card-stud poker game and won $20 in gift certificates. Mi amigo took first place. I didn’t drink anything but cherry coke (grenadine rocks my world) and water. Plus, dinner was free with the gift certificates.
I spent way too much time at the bar the last three days. I regret it. My kidneys regret it.
I’m tired. Physically: ready to sleep. Mentally: ready to quit. Quit what? My job? (The irony regarding my job is that tomorrow I have my One Year Performance Review — I never thought I’d stay this long.) My routine? I need something new. But I’m afraid that chasing something new will lead me back to old problems. Current problems.
I applied for a job. This job wants me to interview. They’re out of town so I’ll likely have to interview out of state. If I get the job, I’ll end up out of country. It’s been four years since I’ve been to the Land of the Rising Sun, but I’m thinking about heading that direction. What’s one or two years?
If nothing else, my routine will change. Instead of chicken strips and whiskey, I’ll eat sushi and drink sake.
