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Feb. 6th, 2005 11:47 pmSo Im back home, after a thoroughly drunken 24 hours.
I recently caught up with one of the guys from the group home ( orphanage) I was in for a while after my mother chucked me out. He was the first one to befriend me and stuck by me until i moved out. We lost touch after a while, but he found me and we decided to hang out yesterday.
It was allright, but the connection we had is gone, and I don't know quite how I feel about it. We sat about, and talked and listened to angsty music, and got thoroughly trashed... and yet there's a void. Its not what it was, or perhaps I've been looking at it with time coloured rose glasses?
In either case , I ended up asleep under a table, curled up in a feline little ball, and my head is still kinda woozy. I nearly freaked out when I realized that the hangover was due to mixing Tequila and Vodka, which I never touch at all... In fact, I never get drunk due to my Russian tolerance, so being piss drunk and hunover in the morning is not what I'm used to. I quite hated it.
So I'm a bit sour at the wated time, and the unenjoyed liquor. And i'm promising myself not to do it again.... though the likelyhood of a lifetime of resposible drinking is a near impossibility.
I recently caught up with one of the guys from the group home ( orphanage) I was in for a while after my mother chucked me out. He was the first one to befriend me and stuck by me until i moved out. We lost touch after a while, but he found me and we decided to hang out yesterday.
It was allright, but the connection we had is gone, and I don't know quite how I feel about it. We sat about, and talked and listened to angsty music, and got thoroughly trashed... and yet there's a void. Its not what it was, or perhaps I've been looking at it with time coloured rose glasses?
In either case , I ended up asleep under a table, curled up in a feline little ball, and my head is still kinda woozy. I nearly freaked out when I realized that the hangover was due to mixing Tequila and Vodka, which I never touch at all... In fact, I never get drunk due to my Russian tolerance, so being piss drunk and hunover in the morning is not what I'm used to. I quite hated it.
So I'm a bit sour at the wated time, and the unenjoyed liquor. And i'm promising myself not to do it again.... though the likelyhood of a lifetime of resposible drinking is a near impossibility.
