Friday, April 29, 2005
Churn, Churn, Churn
Man oh man, I got hammered last night. My boys Sam and Dan and I tore some shit up last night. We didn't roll back to my house until the sun was coming up. I only have vague memories of the night. I remember a chick passed out at the bar after only drinking a beer and a half, Sam kissing my wife's mom, and listening to the one and only Prophet of Truth, Texas Tommy, tear up the blues.
I was up for a while this morning and then went back to bed til 6:30 this evening. I woke up, ate about three bowls of curry and rice, and then went to basketball. Eating curry and then exercising is never, under any circumstance, a good idea. Unless you're Pakistani or something your body is not genetically capable of dealing with running with a gut full of curry. Not to mention, doing it with a raging hangover. Oh well. Live and learn.
Song of the Day: Johnny Cash- "Kneeling Drunkard's Plea"
I was up for a while this morning and then went back to bed til 6:30 this evening. I woke up, ate about three bowls of curry and rice, and then went to basketball. Eating curry and then exercising is never, under any circumstance, a good idea. Unless you're Pakistani or something your body is not genetically capable of dealing with running with a gut full of curry. Not to mention, doing it with a raging hangover. Oh well. Live and learn.

Song of the Day: Johnny Cash- "Kneeling Drunkard's Plea"