Just Kill Me Now...
UNGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am now reminded after this weekend as to why I stopped drinking!!!
So here I am on Friday going to the event, and we stop off in Sooke to get money for Gate fee and kitchen fee, Brigga and Batu want to go to the liquor store to get some booze for the weekend, and I think to my self "hmmmm...ahhh well the hell it is the last camping event for me this season" So I buy a six pack of Slemans honey brown knowing it only takes 3 to get me drunk.
So Friday night comes and I nurse the 3 beers that I am going to have for the night so I do not get that drunk and it was a good night, nice and mellow and relaxing and Saturday morning...NO HANGOVER!
So then Saturday comes along, Archery at 2pm, Heavy fighting at 4:30pm, I did very well in it, I fought to the best of my ability, I fought true and clean, and in the end was very happy with my fighting at the end of it. BUT my god was I EXHAUSTED!!! I think I had the most fights in that Valhalla tourney, I could barley move when it was done!
Lord Allan Robbins won the tourney and in truth he was my hardest fight all day, he was the one who kept me from winning the third round twice!, it came down to me killing Allan and then I would of won that round, but Allan bested me those 2 times and with both fights they lasted at least 5 to 6 minutes each! We both gave each other everything we had in those fights and at the end of them I was very satisfied with the outcome for there is no dishonor in losing to a superior fighter.
So now we come to Saturday night...I was still kinda feeling tired and weak from fighting, and decided to drink the last three slemans that I had. But first I decided to go say hello to Batu and Rayya...BIG MISTAKE!!!...for they had a KEG of beer in their tent!!! and they said I could fill my glass with it!...now for those of you that do not know I had just gotten a VERY large mug from Brigga, it holds around 4 to 5 cans of beer, and I filled up my mug 3 times that night...
So let us do the math here... I said earlier that it only takes 3 beers to get me drunk, and my new mug holds 4 to 5 cans of beer. I filled up my mug 3 times so let me see here...3 mugs times lets say 4.5 cans of beer. That equals 13.5 cans of beer and it only takes THREE to get me drunk! and lets not forget that I have not realy drank for almost 2 years now.
Soooooooooooooooooo...suffice it to say that I made a TOTAL ASS of myself that night, I was so drunk that I was seeing 3 of everything, I got up at bardic and tried to sing a song to which I was so drunk that I totally forgot all the words, so I asked for help from James and the crown to help me sing it, and in the end I just stood there in the middle of bardic drinking my beer and watching everyone else sing the song!...LOL LOL LOL!! and my god I have NEVER peed so much that night in my entire life!
So sunday morning I wake up thinking that I am going to have this killer hangover, I get up, get out of bed and I feel totally fine! no headache, no sickness, nothing! so here I am thinking to myself " whooo hooo, dodged the bullet on that one! " so we go for breakfast I eat my food and then WHAM! it hits me like a brick shit house! My head feels like it is going to explode and all strength has left my body, I could not even lift my head off of the table.
So I get some water and advil in me go to court, pack up and go home...
now I sit here feeing better and thinking back to Saturday night and remember why...
I DO NOT DRINK ANYMORE!!!
and god help me I hope to never again!
I am now reminded after this weekend as to why I stopped drinking!!!
So here I am on Friday going to the event, and we stop off in Sooke to get money for Gate fee and kitchen fee, Brigga and Batu want to go to the liquor store to get some booze for the weekend, and I think to my self "hmmmm...ahhh well the hell it is the last camping event for me this season" So I buy a six pack of Slemans honey brown knowing it only takes 3 to get me drunk.
So Friday night comes and I nurse the 3 beers that I am going to have for the night so I do not get that drunk and it was a good night, nice and mellow and relaxing and Saturday morning...NO HANGOVER!
So then Saturday comes along, Archery at 2pm, Heavy fighting at 4:30pm, I did very well in it, I fought to the best of my ability, I fought true and clean, and in the end was very happy with my fighting at the end of it. BUT my god was I EXHAUSTED!!! I think I had the most fights in that Valhalla tourney, I could barley move when it was done!
Lord Allan Robbins won the tourney and in truth he was my hardest fight all day, he was the one who kept me from winning the third round twice!, it came down to me killing Allan and then I would of won that round, but Allan bested me those 2 times and with both fights they lasted at least 5 to 6 minutes each! We both gave each other everything we had in those fights and at the end of them I was very satisfied with the outcome for there is no dishonor in losing to a superior fighter.
So now we come to Saturday night...I was still kinda feeling tired and weak from fighting, and decided to drink the last three slemans that I had. But first I decided to go say hello to Batu and Rayya...BIG MISTAKE!!!...for they had a KEG of beer in their tent!!! and they said I could fill my glass with it!...now for those of you that do not know I had just gotten a VERY large mug from Brigga, it holds around 4 to 5 cans of beer, and I filled up my mug 3 times that night...
So let us do the math here... I said earlier that it only takes 3 beers to get me drunk, and my new mug holds 4 to 5 cans of beer. I filled up my mug 3 times so let me see here...3 mugs times lets say 4.5 cans of beer. That equals 13.5 cans of beer and it only takes THREE to get me drunk! and lets not forget that I have not realy drank for almost 2 years now.
Soooooooooooooooooo...suffice it to say that I made a TOTAL ASS of myself that night, I was so drunk that I was seeing 3 of everything, I got up at bardic and tried to sing a song to which I was so drunk that I totally forgot all the words, so I asked for help from James and the crown to help me sing it, and in the end I just stood there in the middle of bardic drinking my beer and watching everyone else sing the song!...LOL LOL LOL!! and my god I have NEVER peed so much that night in my entire life!
So sunday morning I wake up thinking that I am going to have this killer hangover, I get up, get out of bed and I feel totally fine! no headache, no sickness, nothing! so here I am thinking to myself " whooo hooo, dodged the bullet on that one! " so we go for breakfast I eat my food and then WHAM! it hits me like a brick shit house! My head feels like it is going to explode and all strength has left my body, I could not even lift my head off of the table.
So I get some water and advil in me go to court, pack up and go home...
now I sit here feeing better and thinking back to Saturday night and remember why...
I DO NOT DRINK ANYMORE!!!
and god help me I hope to never again!