This is the first year in a while that I have not had as much as a whiff of booze on St. Patrick’s Day (with the exception of sniffing Ciaran, and Ciaran’s Guinness hat). Instead, I spent the *entire* gorram day at work. Regular work from 6:30-3:30pm, then Snail from 4pm-11pm (I stayed 2 hours late, reading Scott Morse’s ‘Soulwind’ and keeping Justin company, as it was his birthday and he had *tons* of computer stuff to do). <\/p>\n
So I really could not have gone to the bar if I’d tried, with the possible exception of that half-hour between job #1 and job #2, and that would have been no good at all. I leave that sort of shenanigans to Wilson. <\/p>\n
Yet the legacy of physical cruelty continues. Despite not touching a drop of the demon liquor, I am having one hell of a time keeping my eyes open this morning. I was up until about 2am yesterday, and around 1am the night before, and exhaustion has caught up with me at last. <\/p>\n
I’ve resorted to the State of Emergency XL Timmy’s coffee. Am drinking it ceremonially, as befits a sacred and life-giving beverage; putting a tiny piece of the sour cream glazed in my mouth, and then filling the tiny, fried-dough sponge with luscious double-double. This has helped to abate my desire to use the keyboard as a pillow, but I’m now suffering from vivid waking dreams. The delerium is bad: I keep having lucid ‘Club Dread’ flashbacks, interspersed with memories of driving to Wendy’s with Justin and Dan. Like, Coconut Joe is riding in the car with us. Wanting to get himself a spicy chicken combo. He and Dan are both singing along to the radio. This is weird. <\/p>\n
You KNOW I’m going to sleep under my desk for my lunchhour.<\/p>\n
Resolutions for this weekend:<\/u> This is the first year in a while that I have not had as much as a whiff of booze on St. Patrick’s Day (with the exception of sniffing Ciaran, and Ciaran’s Guinness hat). Instead, I spent the *entire* gorram day at work. Regular work from 6:30-3:30pm, then Snail from 4pm-11pm (I stayed 2 hours […]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-657","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-consciousness"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/657"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=657"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/657\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=657"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=657"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pipesdreams.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=657"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n1) See lots of
\n2) Sleep more than 4 hours a night.
\n3) Buy bottled water for my bedroom.
\n4) Rid myself of one bag of the demon laundry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"