~ Ended up going stag to the staff party on saturday. Turns out it was a good thing I didn’t bring a boy for a date. When I made a quip I was thinking of bringing a boy, Sue went into a story about how at a previous job’s staff party this guy brought his boyfriend. The word “disgusting” was bandied around the table a few times and then one of the husbands changed the subject and said, “You can only talk about queers for so long.” I made a point of sitting crosslegged Bowie-style for the rest of the evening with my wine glass dangling from my fingertips at a jaunty angle. In the middle of the main-course, Justina looked at my plate and said, “You eat like a girl.” And I said, “This asparagus is divine.” It was amazing. All the food was amazing. And the wine was stellar.
~ Later, at Lauren’s birthday party, I turned around and Brent was standing their entirely naked. I was so slamboned at this point I just returned to the conversation I was having — with who, I am not sure. It didn’t really dawn on me until later that Brent was casually standing their naked chatting with someone. It seemed somehow normal. I’m not sure what I was drinking at this party, because I had no alcohol with me. But I was drinking all night. I must have been hamburgling brews left and right. I briefly got into a theological tussle with that long-haired kid which I had to walk away from. There’s no explaining Taoism to a christian when you can’t even see straight. I doubt I could have swayed his mind sober. He was hardcore. It took me half an hour to find my shoes [right where I left them] and then another half-hour to find my jacket [right where I left it].
I spent all of yesterday destroyed by the worst hangover I have ever had. I had the shakes all day. Barely got through Pins of Light. I think I’m either hungover still today. Or I picked up a cold or flu while my immune system was compromised by the hangover. I should never have stopped drinking. Or not started again. Back on the not-drinking train.
~ Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. Crushed is available at Fascinating Rhythm now.
~ I think I officially have the flu. Which makes me feel better about getting my ass kicked by that hang-over yesterday. Flu + Hang-over = It’s okay to be incapacitated. I wonder how long before my fever starts making me hallucinate at work.