And it's 8pm... ugh. Needless to say, it was a fun weekend! I actually managed to have self-control on Friday night - stayed in and read, wrote a bunch, and twisted my hair. Saturday was Kentucky Derby brunch with JK - bottomless mint juleps! After that, we did The Avengers at the Kabuki. After the mint juleps and two glasses of wine, I was shitfaced. The movie was awesome - I'm pretty sure it wasn't just the alcohol. Although, every time I closed my eyes everything would spin. Finally tried out Little Star Pizza in the Mission and I kind of loved it. I mean, it's not New York pizza, but it's pretty fucking good. I just may have to go back. After that, drinks in the Mission and then up to North Beach for a co-worker's party. Drank too much tequila there, but I had a really great time chatting with the work girls. Filled them in on my latest existential crisis at work. Rediscovered my love of being social.
So after all that bourbon, wine, and tequila, I'm still feeling it. I did brunch with MB at Nopalito and that kind of helped, but I still feel like shit. Luckily, it's a light week at work, so maybe I'll come in a little later and leave a little earlier. Goal for this week is to get my ass back in the gym and to get back to my healthy eating routine. Less than three weeks til Commencement, not to mention all the weddings this summer. I need to get down to my fighting weight.
I'm really in too much pain to write anything coherent, so I'm going to go back to my Sunday TV marathon in the dark. The lights hurt too much =(