2 Hours Late And Still Alive

So, yeah.... Ed really needs to learn to drink less of Karen's drinks. Especially when she's already drunk enough to not need to be ordering them. Hell, I'm not even sure who paid the last tab at Nabob. It's not like this is really a new thing, but honestly, I think it might actually be getting a little absurd. Even last year the only real effect my drinking had on my work was the occasional failing to get up on time, and the frequent drunken night of work and debauchery. OK, nevermind, bad example. But either way, once my drinking starts to affect my work I really need to get a new job. Er, sorry, stop drinking. God.... I'm at work two hours late, still drunk, and hiccuping. This sucks.

Anyways, I basically took Karen on the same tour I took the Alabama people on. We just had more mai tais. Or at least I did. Karen had about 1 and a half. I had 2 and a half because Karen can't drink like a pro anymore. She didn't finish hardly anything last night. Not the maitai, not the vodka soda, not the special water, nothing. What a dismal failure. At least Susan said Hi when we called. And I got drunk. Yay.

As for women to hit on, the best one of the night was taken by a guy who was such a freaky nerd he made a broke Bill Gates look like a stud, but these days I don't poach anymore, no matter how much I want to. And trust me, I REALLY wanted too. The cocktailer there had a naked woman on her shirt, but she was still fun to hit on. Not the best lookin' woman in the bar, but still fairly attractive. Nabob probably would have gone really well if I hadn't miss placed the first woman who really hit on me, and then called a completely different hot chick by the first one's name. That didn't work out obviously. I was really on the ball last night.

I got a date tonight (in theory) that involves probably a little more drinking than I honestly need to be doing today. Especially after last night. But hey, maybe if I manage to get lucky this time Sandra might actually be fun in bed. If nothing else, she'll be drunk and that seemed to help the first time. Here's hoping. On the other hand, she is bringing her friends too, which presents options. Either I sleep with Sandra and it sucks/blows/rocks/bores me, or I sleep with one of her friends, or all of her friends. It's not as far fetched as some of you think. You all keep telling me that women talk about sex a LOT more and a TON more detailed than men, and when the man you were telling all your friends about got you off more than you thought possible, well, they have a tendency to want to find out for themselves. I know you think people (especially women) are decent people who wouldn't do that, but take my word for it: You are SO wrong. So pretty much there is no chance that I won't be sleeping with someone tomorrow, and not just cause I'm horny as hell. It's also because women are kinda slutty when they know a man can get them off, especially when its me. I'm just awesome like that.