Holiday Hangover

Now ya'll know I love Christmas and all, but praise the lord it only comes once a year. It's not the expense of gifts or even all the family time that I can't handle, it's the damn holiday parties with all their damn alcohol that I can't seem to stomach. Realizing that this information may confuse you, as you know me to be quite fond of the drink, let me explain. You see, I am in favor of cocktails for all occasions really, it's just the feelings they leave you with the next morning that I can do without. Today, for instance, I am attempting to remain upright at my desk while my eyes glaze in and out of focus and the band plays on in my head. The worst part is knowing that even when I return to feeling more like a human and less like a pile of crap, I will be forced to recall the events from last evening which I believe involved Karaoke (for my feelings on the subject please refer to a previous entry of the same name.) Somewhere along the way I lost my keys and I think my sweater, which is really a shame, and while I recall rather lengthy conversations with quite a few folks, I have little recollection as to the nature of the discussions, which is just never a good thing.

Alas, it is the holiday season and parties abound. So I guess the options are stay home or stay sober, both of which seem particularly appealing at this moment, but like all good intentions, probably won't make it through the whole day.