Friday, July 21, 2006

Apparently, I'll Sleep When I'm Dead


"Whenever I dwell for any length of time on my own shortcomings, they gradually begin to seem mild, harmless, rather engaging little things, not at all like the staring defects in other people's characters."

- Margaret Halsey

"Fat, drunk, and stupid is no way to go through life, son."

- Dean Vernon Wormer

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I haven't been home for a weekend in over a month.

For the 4th of July, I went away to North Carolina with friends. It was a lovely time. But I don't care where you're going - if you spend more than 10 hours in a car, you're gonna be one tired honky.

The following week, I went to Montreal for a bachelor party. Again, it was a fantastic time, but something about the nonstop partying combined with the lack of sleep and an over seven hour car ride really took the wind out of my sails.

Last weekend, I was really planning to stay home and rest. I really was. But, on Friday afternoon, I got a last minute invite to go to the beach. Who's going to pass that up? Not this guy. So, I hitched a ride down to LBI and had a great time. Luckily, I didn't have anything to drink that weekend, but wouldn't you know it? We hit traffic on the way home and I didn't get home till about 1:00 AM. Outstanding.

So this weekend, I really thougth I had a snowball's chance in hell of getting some rest.

But no.

As I type this, I am leaving work in about an hour and hopping straight onto a train to Long Island to help my dad move furniture. I mean, is that about 10 different kinds of awesome or what?

If you've read this far, I apologize. I really didn't have a point to any of the above. Just wanted to vent. For your troubles, however, I will reward you. Here is a picture of me with a cracking hangover, taken on a beautifully sunny day in Montreal. If you look closely, you'll notice my skin tone is not many shades darker than those tablecloths in the background.

Ugh. I would literally kill someone right now just to be able to take a nap. Good thing I'm on my way to Penn Station. The large crowds will work to my advantage there.

Anyway, here's a picture of Hangover Harry. Bring the pain: