Sober Week
Not much has been happening since Australia day. The semester plods onward and I still attend classes. I went out to the Mouse and Bean which is on Hastings and Cambie and serves up some great Mexican food. Because I had been before I was apparently an expert at deciphering the menu however the fact I can't pronounce half the menu should've served as a warning to all.
Jorge is smiling because these people are about to try the "mild" salsa.
After that a smaller group headed out to the Blarney Stone in Gastown and took advantage of the 2 for 1 shots. I was disappointed to discover this didn't include Cowboys which are my favourite shot. I found a way to get over it though (Hint it rhymes with Snooze).
I think I was on valium in this picture...oh no wait it's just my fake smile.
On Sunday a group went to Boston Pizza on Broadway.
I started to find the pace of partying a bit too hard though and decided to pull back for a while, thus Sober Week was born. I decided that I was spending far too much time and money being drunk and that I needed to pull back from a drinking week that started on Monday and ended on Saturday. Now the concept of Sober Week isn't that hard to grasp: basically I would try to stay sober for the entire week up to the party celebrating Martijn's (and other's!) birthdays on Friday night. The week started off quite well. Monday night I saw a nice brutal game of hockey. I'm always amused to see people take amateur sports seriously but fighting just makes me a bit sad for them. I'm sure one day they'll be sitting in their trailer-home and realize the folly of their ultra-competitive ways. Either that or they'll pass it on to their kids through junior hockey.
Tuesday night I went to salsa as per usual. I think I'm making progress sometimes but I'm probably just kidding myself. I find it incredibly difficult to dance to the rhythm while doing a series of intricate spins and twirls. Maybe that will come with time but I have doubts.
Wednesday night I went to the Pit stone cold sober and had a great time. I frequently do this back home but I wasn't sure if I'd find it more difficult without my normal group of friends around me. I think most people had a good time. I certainly enjoyed getting my groove on to the music. I'd just like to say to everyone that encourage me to drink that, "You're part of the problem that is teenage alcoholism and peer pressure more generally." You totally don't have to drink to have a great time, it just helps.
Thursday night I studied a bit. Strangely enough this is when I wanted booze the most. I don't know what it is about Law and Medicine but the subject matter fascinates me and I love the classes but I find doing the out of class readings to be very painful. I also played some ping pong with Marcel, Jenna, Katy and Lyn who managed to turn a very innocuous friendly game into a blood-sport.
Friday was a surprise coffee party for Nick who managed to turn 21 without any fuss in Edmonton last weekend. He received a lot of great knick-knacks like donuts and an Avril poster. Of course I was on hand to help him correctly consume the donuts.
All in all I feel Sober week was a demur and quiet success. The whole point wasn't to cut off all social ties but to stop going out every freaking night. Future weeks will probably involve going out on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday nights only. This is a compromise that I think my liver and wallet can live with.
In parting I'd like to point out how the pros end a dry spell.
Jorge is smiling because these people are about to try the "mild" salsa.
After that a smaller group headed out to the Blarney Stone in Gastown and took advantage of the 2 for 1 shots. I was disappointed to discover this didn't include Cowboys which are my favourite shot. I found a way to get over it though (Hint it rhymes with Snooze).
I think I was on valium in this picture...oh no wait it's just my fake smile.
On Sunday a group went to Boston Pizza on Broadway.
I started to find the pace of partying a bit too hard though and decided to pull back for a while, thus Sober Week was born. I decided that I was spending far too much time and money being drunk and that I needed to pull back from a drinking week that started on Monday and ended on Saturday. Now the concept of Sober Week isn't that hard to grasp: basically I would try to stay sober for the entire week up to the party celebrating Martijn's (and other's!) birthdays on Friday night. The week started off quite well. Monday night I saw a nice brutal game of hockey. I'm always amused to see people take amateur sports seriously but fighting just makes me a bit sad for them. I'm sure one day they'll be sitting in their trailer-home and realize the folly of their ultra-competitive ways. Either that or they'll pass it on to their kids through junior hockey.
Tuesday night I went to salsa as per usual. I think I'm making progress sometimes but I'm probably just kidding myself. I find it incredibly difficult to dance to the rhythm while doing a series of intricate spins and twirls. Maybe that will come with time but I have doubts.
Wednesday night I went to the Pit stone cold sober and had a great time. I frequently do this back home but I wasn't sure if I'd find it more difficult without my normal group of friends around me. I think most people had a good time. I certainly enjoyed getting my groove on to the music. I'd just like to say to everyone that encourage me to drink that, "You're part of the problem that is teenage alcoholism and peer pressure more generally." You totally don't have to drink to have a great time, it just helps.
Thursday night I studied a bit. Strangely enough this is when I wanted booze the most. I don't know what it is about Law and Medicine but the subject matter fascinates me and I love the classes but I find doing the out of class readings to be very painful. I also played some ping pong with Marcel, Jenna, Katy and Lyn who managed to turn a very innocuous friendly game into a blood-sport.
Friday was a surprise coffee party for Nick who managed to turn 21 without any fuss in Edmonton last weekend. He received a lot of great knick-knacks like donuts and an Avril poster. Of course I was on hand to help him correctly consume the donuts.
All in all I feel Sober week was a demur and quiet success. The whole point wasn't to cut off all social ties but to stop going out every freaking night. Future weeks will probably involve going out on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday nights only. This is a compromise that I think my liver and wallet can live with.
In parting I'd like to point out how the pros end a dry spell.
posted by denny at 6:14 PM
1 Comments:
Southern Comfort - no suprise!
'Sober Week', ey?
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