blaze of glory...

so i think my drinking career ended with a bang last night... after 4 or 5 long island ice teas and at least one red headed slut, i was up doing karaoke in front of a bar full of strangers (don't stop believing by journey and living on a prayer by bon jovi, for the record)... funny how in the midst of it, it seemed like a stellar idea to drink myself out of my mind... i couldn't hardly walk when we left and it's really a miracle that i made it into the house and onto the couch... it's also strange how, if you're drunk enough, dragging yourself into your friends bathroom and puking your guts up doesn't seem at all strange... i think all 3 of us took a round puking up the contents of our bellies before drifting off into an alcohol-induced slumber)... i woke up around 8 and tried REALLY REALLY hard to get back to sleep... it wasn't happening, so i finally dragged myself off the couch, left a little note on the kitchen table and headed out to my car... i felt like i'd been run over my a truck, then thrown off the top of a 70 story building, spun around in a dryer and force-fed rotten meat. somewhere alon mound rd, my nausea was no longer going to play fair. i grabbed a plastic bag and puked into it as i drove... i puked again and, somehow, missed the bag and ended up puking on myself. yeah, it hink that was *exactly* the point where i called an end to my drinking career. by the time i reache dmy condo i just was praying i would not run into any neighbors on my way to my door, because, really, i looked even worse than i felt... and, with puke on my shirt, undoubtedly smelled pretty rank too. after puking up whatever was left in my belly into the comfort of my own toilet, i managed to get myself into the shower just long enough to rinse off the nights remnants... i took another handful of aspirin, drank as much water as i could manage and climbed into my own bed... i slept until 4 this afternoon and, thankfully, woke up feeling relatively better... the idea of food or water still makes my stomach turn... so that's that... i'm done with the booze.