First Hangover! Who's excited?
It finally happened. I'm apparently not immortal like I had previously thought. I drank last night, and I got trashed. Then I threw up! This morning...I had a hangover! I'm actually a little excited about this. My first hangover experience. That means I must have truly out done myself. I feel so grown up. Who wants to hug me and tell me I'm a man?
On another note I have to tell you the DUMBEST THING ANYONE HAS EVER DONE IN THE HISTORY OF PEOPLE DOING DUMB THINGS...AND IT WAS ME WHO DID THIS. Okay so I have the key to the museum where Unexpected Company performs. It's on my key chain so I don't lose it. Yesterday Jackie drove to the UC show, so I didn't have to. It's about a 20 minute drive to the museum from where I am currently sleeping. So we get there just in time for the meeting that is supposed to start at 5:45. I reach into my pocket to get my keys and something strange happened. There were no keys in my pocket. I immediately panicked and drove back home in Jackie's car as fast as I could. I get there and I'm roaming around the house looking for my keys. Couldn't find them anywhere. I reach into my pocket to check the time on my phone. When I reached into the pocket, the first thing I felt was...KEYS. I somehow missed the keys the first time I checked my incredibly small pocket. How the fuck does that happen? That's like pure idiocracy. I felt so dumb I seriously wanted to drive off of a cliff. I just couldn't believe myself. I still can't comprehend it as we speak. I keep trying to justify it, like maybe a gnome had borrowed them for a moment. Who the hell knows? All I know is that if I ever do something like that again, I will most likely drive off that cliff.
Good news is my hangover is, for the most part, gone now. Bad news is I am stuck with the memory of me going insane looking for keys that were in my pocket...unless I hit myself in the head a lot...but that's probably why I didn't notice in the first place.
On another note I have to tell you the DUMBEST THING ANYONE HAS EVER DONE IN THE HISTORY OF PEOPLE DOING DUMB THINGS...AND IT WAS ME WHO DID THIS. Okay so I have the key to the museum where Unexpected Company performs. It's on my key chain so I don't lose it. Yesterday Jackie drove to the UC show, so I didn't have to. It's about a 20 minute drive to the museum from where I am currently sleeping. So we get there just in time for the meeting that is supposed to start at 5:45. I reach into my pocket to get my keys and something strange happened. There were no keys in my pocket. I immediately panicked and drove back home in Jackie's car as fast as I could. I get there and I'm roaming around the house looking for my keys. Couldn't find them anywhere. I reach into my pocket to check the time on my phone. When I reached into the pocket, the first thing I felt was...KEYS. I somehow missed the keys the first time I checked my incredibly small pocket. How the fuck does that happen? That's like pure idiocracy. I felt so dumb I seriously wanted to drive off of a cliff. I just couldn't believe myself. I still can't comprehend it as we speak. I keep trying to justify it, like maybe a gnome had borrowed them for a moment. Who the hell knows? All I know is that if I ever do something like that again, I will most likely drive off that cliff.
Good news is my hangover is, for the most part, gone now. Bad news is I am stuck with the memory of me going insane looking for keys that were in my pocket...unless I hit myself in the head a lot...but that's probably why I didn't notice in the first place.