And now it is Sunday

Sunday.

The only thing worse than a regular Sunday, is a drab, dull and wet Sunday.

I guess Sundays are not really that bad when you don't have to work Monday. However, I had a Christmas party on Friday and now, in my advanced age, it takes me two days to recover from such an event.

I was drunk. Had too much to drink. I hate drinking.

When I was younger, and when I recovered faster, I enjoyed getting drunk. When you're drunk, you tend towards stupid. Stupid youth is often quite funny. Stupid older guy, not so much. So I really don't drink anymore. But, sometimes I do.

Friday was like that.

I did the usual stupid stuff....walked around drunk, talked to people I shouldn't have, said things the brain filter would normally catch. It is hard broadcasting live with no 8 second delay. I broke my glasses, fell down a lot and made some stupid faces. Just dumb stupid stuff.

I think I'm done drinking now.

We'll see where that gets me.