So recently I've stopped taking care of myself. And by that I mean drinking a hell of a lot, smoking a lot more and not eating right. Really bad I know. And today, I regret it all.
I was drinking last night after not eating for over 24 hours, so it didn't take the beer long to hit me. 3 beers in and I was already done. But being the "big man" that I am, I kept going and manage to finish off my 12 case. I don't remember 5 hours of last night, I just remember trying to walk home because I needed food in me, I made it to the end of my friends driveway, then I passed out. It also didn't help that I had to work this morning at 6, so I'm pretty fucking dead. I'm going to be sleeping the whole day away today because this weekend at the farm we have to do hay, which, if anybody knows, is one of the hardest jobs in the world.
I've also had to get some tranquilizers prescribed to me. I've been having severe panic attacks lately, and every time I get one, I show all the signs of having a stroke. It got so bad that I had to call the ambulance and go to the hospital.
But hey, I'm a trooper, and I'm not gonna let a little hangover or a crappy heart stop me from living life.
On the plus side, I'm going to be getting a job at my friends mill, and when I get it, I'll be making close to $3000 a month, so I'm stoked about that.
I was drinking last night after not eating for over 24 hours, so it didn't take the beer long to hit me. 3 beers in and I was already done. But being the "big man" that I am, I kept going and manage to finish off my 12 case. I don't remember 5 hours of last night, I just remember trying to walk home because I needed food in me, I made it to the end of my friends driveway, then I passed out. It also didn't help that I had to work this morning at 6, so I'm pretty fucking dead. I'm going to be sleeping the whole day away today because this weekend at the farm we have to do hay, which, if anybody knows, is one of the hardest jobs in the world.
I've also had to get some tranquilizers prescribed to me. I've been having severe panic attacks lately, and every time I get one, I show all the signs of having a stroke. It got so bad that I had to call the ambulance and go to the hospital.
But hey, I'm a trooper, and I'm not gonna let a little hangover or a crappy heart stop me from living life.
On the plus side, I'm going to be getting a job at my friends mill, and when I get it, I'll be making close to $3000 a month, so I'm stoked about that.
