Beer Me

I want to get back into the habit of blogging regularly but there’s isn’t always something interesting to say everyday. Yesterday I drank too much vodka and got a little sick. I felt nausea but didn’t throw up. I usually drink straight vodka just to get drunk quicker but it was really hard to do it yesterday. I theorize that maybe because I got purified water in my house now and because I wash my vodka down with water, maybe the purified water is cleansing my pallets too much and making me taste more of the shittiness of vodka. I’m done with vodka for a while. I haven’t had a bad experience with beer yet so now I’m drinking beer (yes, right now as I’m typing this). Sure, it tastes like piss but I’m starting to not mind it so much.

 

Today was a pretty good day. It started off pretty slow and seemed like it might be a bad day. I watched Rules of Engagement all morning. Even though I like the show, I have a hard time enjoying things these days. Then I messaged a friend and got him to run with me. We don’t really run much. We usually just end up walking and chatting but that’s still pretty good. After I walked him home, I went for a run by myself. I had eaten a lot over the weekend so it was good to burn off some fat. I didn’t eat THAT much, but it was a lot in comparison to what I’ve been eating lately. I actually don’t enjoy eating for the most part but I tend to eat just to not waste food and I eat biggish portions so I don’t have to clean as many plates. Now that I’m trying to lose some weight and look awesome, I’m intentionally eating less which is not difficult for me. But yesterday, we went out for a shitty family birthday dinner for me so I had a little more to eat than I normally do. I also pigged out a little today for some random reason.  I think I was able to balance it out with considerable exercise today.

 

After the run/walk with that one friend, I messaged another friend to hang out. We went to get some beer, had a few, then we went out for dinner and played some ping pong. I met with “Uncle Eddie” who he knows from church. The three of us had dinner and played ping pong. I hadn’t played ping pong for a couple years but I picked it back up pretty quickly. I’m pretty damn good. For a casual player, I’m insanely good. Compared to competitive tournament players, I’d probably fit in one of the lower tiers which is still not bad. I feel somewhat ashamed for being good at ping pong though because I feel like I’m fitting straight into the stereotype of being asian and being good at ping pong and math.

 

I played some pretty intense ping pong with uncle Eddie. He’s an old asian guy who’s played for many years and I’m a bit better than him so it was really fun and a really good workout since I voluntarily picked up the ball the majority of the time. Now I’m drinking beer and blogging. Getting beer was actually the primary reason I went out with the second friend today and played ping pong. I had a tiny buzz when I met Eddie and I was more chatty and friendly with him than my usual self. I know that I’m sort of at risk of developing mild alcoholism and that it’s bad, but it seems to be doing good in my life so far. At this stage, I know I can easily quit so if someone wants me to stop (I think you know who you are), I can stop and quit drinking right away. Otherwise, I think I’m going to drink (responsibly) for a while until some bad happens.