Fifteen minutes with Chris is a series of posts to get my blogging juices flowing. Eww. I have no idea what these posts are going to be about, in fact it could be complete nonsense. I just don’t know. So read on if you want, or wait until November when the posts will probably have specific topics again. - Chris
What a Weekend
Oh my liver hurts. I basically spent this weekend in two states, Drunk, and Hungover.
I had a few friends over from Madrid, and we all went out to catch up, have a few beers, and generally have a good time. Of course, after having a few beers over lunch, then a couple more after work before meeting them set the tone of the weekend. The quiet drink or two turned into a bit of a session that ended around 2am-ish.
I woke up late on Saturday with a sore head, and a great hunger. I’d forgotten to eat dinner again, but I’m sure I managed a snack at some point in the booze fueled evening. I stumbled through to the kitchen and threw together something to eat, but as hungry as I was, I really didn’t feel like eating.
Sitting in my living room, I fired up Rising Dead on the Xbox 360 for a spot of zombie killing to ease me into my day. I had plans that afternoon, to go to a friends place, and spend the day drinking beer and shooting the shit. I had a few hours to get myself together before I had to head out, and needed to let my body and my brain recover before I started kicking their ass again.
Sitting around my friends flat, we decided that the drink of the day was going to be bottles of Budweiser. For some reason, we decided that one of the shelves in his flat, was going to become a “Shelf of the Fallen”, and all of our empty bottles would go there. At last count there were over forty up there between us both, and that’s not including the cans of Tennents we didn’t feel should go up there.
I was going to ask for an official count on the Sunday, but I don’t really want to know.
My Sunday was essentially a non-event. I’d staggered home around 4am, and crashed for about five hours. I woke, feeling awful, and somehow managed to get back to sleep for a few more hours after drinking about a litre of water.
When I finally managed to drag myself out of bed, I realised I had no food in my house at all. It meant I was going to have to make a trip to the closest supermarket to get something. I hate to think how shocking I looked, but I made no effort to hide the hangover. After the trip to the supermarket, that lasted about fifteen minutes, I went home, lay on the sofa, and fired up the xbox again. I went through virtually every game I owned, never really getting into any of them and really making a mess of everything I tried.
In the end, I realised I had no hope of concentrating properly at anything, so instead I did a lot of web surfing looking for the new TV I’m going to buy. I managed to find one, but I may need to double check it tonight to make sure it is the one I really want, and then I get to play the Xbox in HD goodness.
I still file a bit dodgy today, but I’m getting better with every coffee. An early night is definitely something I’m going to have to consider in order to feel normal again.
Still it was a fun weekend. No doubt one similar is right around the corner.