All that Jazz

So the last post of drunkenness caught me up to nooonish on Saturday. The rest of that day was a lot of fun, but In retrospect (sadly, once again) the Xth bottle of wine was counterindicated. There was some not bad Port, and several bottles of Merlot split up with friends. There was also the Rum drink, the draining of the Scotch, the near death of the Slivovitz, and then the Bhagwan piece de resistance.

Dumbass.

So Sunday was a nice period of rehydration, which I did indeed spend most of in a bar. Many televisions, good friends, and the most amazing couch in the universe helped the next 6 hours pass swimmingly. Given the chance, I’d do most of the weekend again. I’ll likely attend next year, but until me and my body remember how to drink properly, I may need to pass on my January outing. A shame, because I’m almost done.

I say almost, because the above wackyness pushed me back over the 200 mark. I’m not particularly worried, because I did work out a bit this weekend, including some energetic dancing. we’ll have to take it a day at a time, starting next monday. Maintenance for this week, as we give thanks and stuff. Although I may start up on Friday, just to shake things a little.