Head In The Sand

January 3, 2006

“You’re not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.”
-Dean Martin

You’re turning 22 on January 1, 2006. What do you do for New Years eve? For me, the answer was to drink until I could no longer walk and then promptly fall in the dirt. I consumed enough alcohol to sedate a long-horned steer for several days, and then some time at the end of the night I was shoved into a tent by my friends, and that was that. It’s a good thing that these type of things only happen once a year, because I don’t think I could stand the pain of that brand of hangover very often at all. I ended up taking 3 showers just to numb my skull. I did not make any bargains with any gods or devils this time, though… I just toughed it out and waited. While it did rank as one of the worst hangovers I’ve had, it definitely didn’t take the cake, which would be reserved for Sake or some sort of red wine; the kind of drinks that are very capable of making you offer your soul to that imp dancing on your shoulder if only he would take the pain away.

The big zero-six. I am actually looking forward to this year, believe it or not. That’s something that has already changed from years past, where the only optimism I could find in growing older was that I was getting closer to death. (That’s a relative sort of cheer, I might add.) I think the trick to optimism and happiness in the new year is to not actually think about what you have to look forward to. Make no concrete plans or resolutions. The old head in the sand technique. Because if you actually sit and think about it, you’ll realize that you’re probably going to fall back into the same old cycle and continue on doing the same stupid shit, and that nothing is going to change, if not only because people seldom do. Oops, there I go again.

Still — here’s to “something good” landing in my lap, whatever the hell it may be and wherever the hell it may come from.


One Response to “Head In The Sand”

  1. Matt Says:

    Cheers to something good happening. HOPEFULLY.

    Its good that you got right wrecked for your birthday/new years. I spent my new years watching a 24 marathon. No booze as I was just getting over my illness and didn’t want to be sick for work.

    Already I’ve been invited over for drinks at someone’s house on Saturday. Ah decisions, decisions.

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