Last night was a little much, but really really fun. Of course, I am paying for it now as I sit in bed with my stomach all out of sorts. Thank goodness my date wanted to reschedule for Monday because I am not really fit to be seen. Yesterday's shenanigans were fun, though - went to Tradition, a cool speakeasy-themed bar in the Tenderloin, followed by Rye bar and then Mexican food. After two shots, two shared punch bowls, and three cocktails I was pretty shitfaced. Especially after not eating. Tried trolling for men at Rye, but no such luck. I need to get my mojo back, but that's a topic for a different post. After late night Mexican food, I got home around 1:30am (so late for my granny self!) and promptly passed out.
So much fun, but I need to get back on the straight and narrow. I'm trying to revamp my life significantly (more on that tomorrow!) and I can't be drunk for all of it. I'm starting to hate how alcohol fucks with my body. I am by no means giving it up, but I just have to learn the power of moderation, something I struggle with. I'm an all or nothing kind of girl. I'm either completely balls to the wall or I'm apathetic as fuck.
Anyhow, I'm going to continue my TV marathon. Real L Word and Homeland finales, Hell on Wheels, and renting Bachelorette. Lazy Saturday FTW!