So many miles and so long.

A very particular friendship bracelet of mine broke off yesterday, marking it exactly two years since the day it was given to me. How coincidental, and yet so nostalgic. I have always held that accessory dear to my heart, and it finally gave out. I'll do the same too I guess.

It’s so many miles and so long since I’ve met you.
Don’t even know what I’ll find when I get to you.
But suddenly now, I know where I belong.
It’s many hundred miles but it won’t be long.

This past weekend was quite a blur, and the reason why is pretty obvious. I have probably taken more alcohol in this one weekend than I did this whole year, haha. Thanks again for those who made the effort to come see me this weekend, it lifted my spirits.

Yardhouse was chaotic, given the small amount of space in the patio to accommodate 40 people was no easy task. I nearly maxed out my texting and calling memory space in one night, just to make sure everyone knew where they were going. But of course, it all worked out in the end.

Just for the record, this is what I consumed within a span of 24 hours.

• 2 Jager Bombs
• 2 shots of Jager
• 1 Adios (AMF)
  
• 1 Thai Bomb
  
• 1 Four Horsemen
• 1 shot of Patron
• 1 tall glass of Pyramid
  
• 1 Tokyo Tea
• 1 Jameson with Sprite

I had work the next day at 1pm, which was today. And boy, was it tough. It was quite funny because half the co-workers that were working was in the same state as myself. We all gave each other a devious smile and then I proceeded to check the timesheet. I saw that Heather has already called in "sick" and Mike had to leave from working barely two hours because he couldn't do it anymore, haha. I then walked into the break room to see Rhea past out on the couch. I walked back to my station and my manager came up to me and said, "I'm glad to see that you are still alive, David. Thanks to you, everyone else isn't." Mission completed.

It's getting close to that day, I shall refrain from drinking for awhile now. It's been fun while it lasted.