4 am
Since I spent most of the fall working every weekend, I haven’t really had a chance to party much. It’s 4am and I spent the entire night dancing with Paul at a club. I think the alcohol must have made him numb because the poor thing had excrutiating back pain earlier in the day. ANYWAY, something weird happened.
Paul told me that I was so much more fun sober than drunk. He said that when I’m drunk, I become a bitch, fight with people and run off with other boys, completely ignoring the friends that I came in with. The entire time I thought I was boring to him because I kept saying that my joints hurt (more on the joints in a minute.)
Earlier this week I had the pleasure of hanging out @ a Fox and Hound’s with Brad, Elena, Howard, Michael Wraye, Eunice, Scott, Jenn and Jenn, Travis and a bunch of other people… I had a GREAT time in spit of a fear that I would be boring as the only sober person there. Turns out I had a great time and my friends who normally knew me as a drunken bitch enjoyed my company as well!
All of this is to say that I enjoy the sober me more too! I went to Ziegfield’s and Secrets and thought to myself, If I were drunk, who knows who I would be with, what I would be doing, and what danger I would be putting myself in. I tend to attract weirdos and people always take advantage of drunk bitches @ clubs. THANK GOD I don’t drink any more.
The other thing is that I don’t drink and this means I normally go to bed at a reasonable hour and don’t waste time sobering up. Last year, this time, waking up at 1 or 2pm on a Saturday/Sunday afternoon was no big whoop. I would spend the entire day sobering up only to start drinking later that night. yesterday I went to bed at midnight and got to the gym this morning 30 minutes before they even opened (they were dumb because they opened at 8:30am on a Saturday!)
My joints are killing because I ran for 4 MILES!!!!!!!!!! yeah me! the longest I’ve run non stop. Ever. I couldn’t have run even a mile if I was a drunken asshole. Hooray!
