hangovermain Entry: hang·over
1 : something (as a surviving custom) that remains from what is past
2 a : disagreeable physical effects following heavy consumption of alcohol or the use of drugs b :a letdown following great excitement or excess
I am sooooooo...
In lieu of a real post, here's a little game.
Of the following items regarding my weekend, one is false. See if you can tell which one it is.
#1) Friday night, after consuming enough whiskey to convince myself I was one with the land, I embarked on my own personal "vision quest" in the dark woods of Madeline Island. I surfaced at neighboring camp a half-hour later speaking in tongues. The phrases "janitorial but that's o.k, tent" and "I'm shoe going camera happy" may have been uttered.
#2) I attempted to stretch my own underwear over my head while still wearing them.
#3) I consumed my own weight in nutty bars and potato chips.
#4) I behaved like an adult and spent my weekend enjoying alcohol in moderation in between long nature walks and 5-mile runs.
#5) I took approximately 435 pictures of myself in one evening- all really unfocused and all now, thanks to the god of technology, conveniently deleted.
#6) I laid in the sun on the beach for 1/2 hour without sunscreen because I was too hungover to walk into the shade and was hoping that the sun might burn off any lingering booze. This was the point where I started to smell like poorly aged blue cheese.
#7) I didn't pee my pants or wake up in a pool of my own vomit.
#8) I had an "Aha!" moment on the drive home where I realized exactly why I usually skip this weekend of fun- and it had something to do with my brain threatening to explode and my stomach wanting to find a new host that didn't combat a hangover with 143 oz. of Coke.
And curly fries.
And a pineapple, sausage and jalapeño pizza.
If you get the right answer I will telepathically send you a hug.
Who doesn't need a hug?