Sunday, January 23, 2011

Like a Virgin...


I drank last night. First time in six months. My first drink? Shot of Hornitos.

With a lime.

People I was with, at a friend's birthday party, welcomed me back.

My heart is beating irregularly and I fainted this morning after washing my hands in the bathroom. I have a ground up knuckle and a bit of a fat lip, but otherwise remarkably unscathed. Is this disorientation and fleeting loss of consciousness and arrhythmic heart a result of drinking last night? Who knows. I just don't remember hangovers feeling like this.

Funny thing, I had Taco Bell this morning and my friend had brought "verde sauce." I had no idea that Taco Bell had introduced a new sauce and realized that I had not consumed Taco Bell since I stopped drinking. Booze, sex, and Taco Bell are more intertwined and embedded in my life than previously thought.

I'm going to lie back down.

Cheers.

goochout.

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