It turns out last weekend that the reason I was so tired and miserable was that I had strept throat! Yuck. I shoulda gone to the doctor earlier in the week but didn’t. So the result was me being bed-ridden for all of friday night and then couch ridden (playing video games) all day saturday. It was good to take some downtime and considering the way the rest of the weekend went I probably wouldnt have survived.
Sunday I drove down to SD with Brea and the ensuing 36 hours were completely out of control. That city is dangerous man. I didnt realize that it was possible for a place to be too much fun but I’m starting to think that PB really is. Had a wonderful time with my good friends so I’m not complaining but, I can’t conceive how I kept up that level of partying for 2.5 years! No wonder my body was ragged this winter.
We drove back last night and immediately passed out. I was actually glad to be out of there and in a place where I dont want to party ALL the time. I mean 90% of the time is cool but not all the time.
Man I can hear those hands moving….tick,tock,tick,tock…..the hands of time. Im getting old