Archive for September 24th, 2008
Some perks of not drinking
- No more fearfully checking your outbox, facebook, and myspace to see if you sent anything embarrassing and irrevocable.
- Similarly, not looking at your phone call log and wondering just exactly what you said when you called your ex 12 times between 3:34 and 4:17 a.m.
- Where’d this stain on my brand new Marc Jacobs blouse come from? Is it related to the stain on my comforter? And are either of them related to the half-eaten chalupa on my pillow?
- Not trying to catch a cab at 2:15 when every other drunk person in the city is trying to as well. Parking is cheaper than the fare home, too. Especially considering you waited in the Taco Bell drive-thru line to get the aforementioned chalupa with the meter running… when every other drunk person in the city is doing so as well.
- No, I did not try and beat up that bouncer. Really? No, seriously, are you making that up? OH MY GOD.
And that non-exhaustive list only covers nights out on the town. There are many times I miss drinking, but I certainly don’t miss doing any of those things… over and over and over.
