I have been so damn busy lately it's unreal.
In fact, I barely have had time to think, let alone blog.
So I forgot to mention I had what I call a "teenage moment" on Saturday night.
A "teenage moment" is comparable to a "senior moment". For example if I'm having a "senior moment", it usually means I have forgotten something or I am a bit slow to the punch, etc... So when I say I'm having a "teenage moment", I'm usually referring to something along the lines of acting stupid or being out past curfew. You know - day to day shit.
In this case - I'm referring to puking outside the club I went to on Saturday.
I have a couple of friends from my 2nd job who are always inviting me to go out with them. I usually find some reason to flake - but on occasion (probably once every 3-4 months), I will acquiesce and join them. Mostly because if I'm going out with them, I WILL get blindly and obscenely drunk. And this Saturday was no exception. Only this time - I was given the sublimely endearing opportunity of seeing my dinner... again.
Yes. I puked.
See what I mean by "teenage moment". Puking (after partying too much) is one of a few things I attribute to "teenage moments". Others would include: getting caught making out with a stranger, getting a hickey, and passing notes in class.
So yeah.
But this story reminds me of another puking story. I do have a few of those mind you. But this one in particular I remember was back in '03 (or '02, not 100% sure). Stacy (previous roommate) and I were hosting a party... and I probably mixed too many different alcoholic beverages (kinda known for that at times) and spent part of the last hour of the party puking it all up. mmmmMmmmm
Well, come to find out THE NEXT MORNING that in my zest for expunging the toxic chemicals in my stomach I had actually POPPED a blood vessel in my eye. Yummy!
Apparently when blood vessels pop in your eyes it can take up to several days to repair. So, sure enough come Monday morning, I'm walking into work with a big ol' red eye.
"What the hell happened to your eye?"
"Oh my God! That looks horrible! Are you okay?"
And my responses:
To my boss: Oh sure. I'm fine. I had a horrible coughing spell over the weekend.
To my students: This is what happens when you have unprotected sex (which I don't!) and cheat on your taxes (which I DEFINITELY don't!).
To my colleagues: Oh man! I got so tanked this weekend. I friggin' puked so hard I popped a blood vessel in my eye! I am so cool.
The best part of all this was using my red eye to freak people out. I'd be having a conversation with someone and I could see them focusing on my eye, so I would slowly close the good eye and just smile as I stared with my messed up eye. Sometimes - I would just open my eyes huge and stare at the other person, focusing with my eye.
The thought of it still makes me giggle.
Aaah... good times.
Side note: I used 4 SAT words in this post, can you pick them out?
2 comments:
I totally had a teenage moment this past Friday. Twice. I haven't thrown up from drinking in like 5 years. I remember now why I learned how to limit myself. Ugh-that was not fun. But it was fun watching my sister try to help me while trying not to gag. Awesome.
aquiesce, flake, drunk, sex? in that order.
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