Call me before you’re dead; we’ll make some plans instead
Let’s say that you were planning on having a long evening, centrally occupied by the kind of relationship talk that makes most men — particularly you — quake in their boots.
Let’s also say that, instead of going to the gym, you go to the grocery store. And, instead of buying vegetables for your dinner, you buy a half a kilogram of almonds covered in chocolate. And, instead of eating them over the course of a few days, you devour them greedily in the time it takes you to drive home.
Let’s also add to this scenario the subtle flavors of cheap, plentiful, delicious red wine. It is important not to skimp on the red wine. It should be understood that by “cheap”, we’re talking less than eleven dollars a bottle; it should be understood that “plentiful” should represent, therefore, around seventeen dollars of vino.
So, relationship talk + a pound of chocolate and nuts + enough wine to lubricate Europe. And then, whatever you do, don’t go to bed before at least one in the morning. Your head is hurting just reading that, isn’t it?
Well, let me give you a piece of advice. Take it or leave it, but I recommend you take it: Coffee, Coke Zero, Diet Pepsi, more coffee, some irrelevant foods like a muffin and a Subway sandwich, do not do anything for the liquid, sickening headache that follows those kinds of conditions. Indeed, they only temporarily alleviate the problem, only to bring it galloping back when the temporary buzz wears off.
And drinking water? To cure a hangover? Is a fucking lie. Drinking water makes you pee, a whole lot, which means getting up and going to pee, causing your head to throb even more painfully than it was when you were sitting still.
So… blissfully… still.
Granted, a heartbreak/starvation/alcohol Triple Whammy Hangover is a difficult beast to tame. But I can tell you one thing — caffeine ain’t what you use to tame it.
So I'm done having killer mysterious headaches and surprising personal calamities and getting doubly suprising promotions. I Twitter now (peep that HA HA HA see what I did there) and I'm back to blogging, so it's now officially more than you can stand.
Abby
February 24th, 2006 at 2:57 pm
I’m sorry. For the alcohol, chocolate, and heartbreak.
Lily
February 25th, 2006 at 4:25 pm
I think that’s the part that mesmerizes me the most about you, your emotional self.
I’m sorry about the heartbreak part, not so much about the devouring chocolate covered almonds, and YAY! for cheap wine.
Nothing better to have when one has to face the monster that is relationship talk.
Isn’t it easier to pretend nothing’s wrong?
Mike
February 25th, 2006 at 7:19 pm
It is, but then nothing gets talked about, or fought about, or fixed.
I don’t mind feeling sick from booze, chocolate or fighting, as long as any one of those are worth it.
Incredibly, they all were.
Claire
February 26th, 2006 at 9:23 am
Ooof. Relationship talk and wine…a dangerous combo, it has to be said.
Chocolate covered almonds though….preach it. Who needs vegetables.
Mike
February 26th, 2006 at 11:02 am
I like to justify the almonds by saying that the nuts are good for me.
Because, you know, that’s why I eat them. The protein.
And yeah, I really have to stop with the emotional stress + alcohol = conversation equation, because incredibly, it never seems to go well.