3 Weeks
- 3 Weeks in NZ
- 3 Weeks of no work
- 3 Weeks before I get to pick up my new bike
- 3 Weeks with my wonderful girl
- 3 Weeks to reconnect
- 3 Weeks to disconnect
I can’t wait
Adam
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- 3 Weeks in NZ
- 3 Weeks of no work
- 3 Weeks before I get to pick up my new bike
- 3 Weeks with my wonderful girl
- 3 Weeks to reconnect
- 3 Weeks to disconnect
I can’t wait
Adam
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Have to admit this is not the type of post i’d be writing up today, but apparently when one bribes a bouncer to get into a nightclub, one decides that the massive consumption of alcohol is further required to offset the bribery that once has been forced into just to have a couple of hours fun with his g/f.
One was not to know that when one drinks 5 shots of Sambucca after mixing rum and beer for an entire evening that one will be sick tbhe day.
However, I have learnt a few valuable lessons:
- My recovery time from sick to running 10k’s was only 6 hours, so that’s impressive
- I really can’t believe I used to drink like that and enjoy it
- I don’t have any desire to do it again and will be sticking to a few beers on nights out from here on out.
Would love to write more, but have to get back to the boring stuff (work).
Loving all your work.
Adam
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After much arguing, ranting and general raving, i’m *finally* catching up for cans with Jasey.
Yippee
Adam
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Isn’t it horrifying to realise how badly alcohol really impacts on ones judgement. I would have honestly stated that I thought that I had carefully considered, and even slowly typed for accuracy, my Christmas Night Cocktail posts.
Alas, it provides a stark reminder of the real (and potential) impacts that alcohol has on the mind.
Adam
p.s- Stop drinking…. pffft!
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Ok, so it’s not strictly v2, but more importantly an update to the genral nights activities.
As you can probably see from the grammar that i’m slightly more intoxicated than last time.
Spoke to a few old friends in the last few hours and resolved a few issues that needed to be resolved. I also managed to clock up a significant phone bill and generally imbibe myself with even more alcohol.
Right now we’re listening to one of my all-time favourite artists (even if she has converted to pop), Gwen Stefani.
What else can I say really. Merry Christmas and goodwill to all men (and women) ! …
Adam
p.s – Canfest lives on!
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For anyone who has read this site over the past 3 years will know that tonight, is Cocktail night. Breaking free from the tradition of silent nights and quiet introspection, my family (and closest friends) get hardcore on the cans.
And Cocktails are the drink of the day.
It’s 20:30 so we’re about 3.5 hours into the nights festivities, and as you can see my typing skills are more limited than my usual 80 WPM, but no so bad that it’s impossible to understand wtf i’m writing (don’t worry, future posts will indicate my level of alcohol intoxication)
So far i’m officially up to 30 shots (vibrators, CSC’s and QF’s) and about 10 Rum and Cokes. Not a bad start to the night. For the rest of the night we’ll continue onto Daquiri’s, more shots and a full bottle of rum. And tomorrow I have to spend an entire day at the movies. Possibly a good hangover cure, possible a way to keep quiet whilst I head to the toilet every 18 minutes to bring up breakfast.
For those who messaged me today, Thankyou. For those that didn’t, I still love you anyway. And for those who know how to drink, we salute you!.
Adam
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For the first time in a very long time, i’m heading out for cans..
Wish me luck in the big, bad city!
Adam
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A time honoured tradition, but one I haven’t done in an extremely long time. Posting when i’m half/three-quarters/somewhere in between, pissed.
Actually i’m only a couple of drinks in tonight. Study for my Project Management exam (read: wanky exam in vain attempt to make me even more money and therefore perpetuate the unwinnable battle of my own intelligence vs my own insecurities). But hey, let’s not get *to* involved shall we.
There’s a million things I want to discuss, almost all of them I won’t. I suppose the only real topic I can speak of without illiciting evil and dire consequences is talk about my lack of time and my perpetual lack of sleep…….. (fuck, how exciting will *that* be!).
Fucking Sydney. I can remember a time and place when I had a chance to drink beers and live happy. Now I workout, go out, try out, expand, network, socialise and dramatise, but never actually get any time to myself.
All I really want is to get laid. If only I had some spare time to do it!
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As most will know, my comments about the girl will always remain fairly limited in this forum. I’ve got my demons and i’m working through them (perpetually, it seems) though with the help of stern warnings from friends, protection and support of loved ones and an overall commitment to being a better person i’m still staying happy and thoroughly enjoying the life i’m trying to build.
The girl, therefore, is tireless, ruthless (in a good way!), special and amazing and I still find it difficult to believe that she’s still here, still around and still cares about me. All I need to do now is put one foot in front of the other and show her how much she means to me.
Things i’ve achieved in the last two months:
- Headed some advice and kept my distance from some people who i’m better of having enjoyed history with, but no longer should directly associate with
- Met up with some people who I haven’t talked to and connected again (yes Rach, darling, this means you!)
- Worked hard
- Got off the cans (i’m down to 6 drinks a week, down from around 60) .. [yes, 60 is probably a low estimate btw]
- Got to the gym (fucking gym…. bastards)
- Lost about 6 Kg’s, still a fair few to go
What I haven’t done is:
- Gone to dinner with Amanda and her husband (we’re at 6 months and counting!)
- Gone to the movies in three months (we’ve had two sets of free tickets, no movies)
- Gone home
- Gone anywhere to relax
- Been to the beach
In reality, all this means is that i’ll hit 30, have a heart attack and move to the sunshine coast where i’ll grow weed and start driving a porsche.
Hey, that doesn’t seem like an entirely bad idea. If only I smoked weed.
Loving all your work
A
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Well I promised I’d post every day, so here you go.
Enough? …
Maybe ? ….
Fuck it….
Ok. Out drinking to ‘officially’ celebrate my new role. (tonight that is)
Tied down a few of the major things (taxes, finances, savings, debt, hair cut), all I need to do now is spend an exhorbirant amount of money buying some suits (goodbye to two weeks salary!) and generally considering how crappy it’s going to be hiking myself on public transport (two modes) just to get to work everyday (bleh).
However this is probably bringing me to make a decision about my living arrangements (no, i’m not unhappy where I am, in fact the quite opposite. It’s that i’ve discussed with my housemate who I think may get back together with his partner).
That decision is folks………. (fuck, I can barely believe i’m saying this)…..
I might be moving to the burbs
My life is now officially fucked people. Shoot me now and throw me overboard….
Meh.. such is life
Adam
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that my last post was a Lionel Ritchie song..
God I was pissed ….
Regards,
Adam
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