I find myself in Toronto Canadia a hot twisted up mess. The event began yesterday with an MLB game coincidentally featuring one of the two Chicago teams. The people I was with were merciful even though they knew I was from Illinois but that was mainly due to their National niceness. Plus their team kicked the living shit out of us so there’s that.
The reason I am a swirling abyss is the evening progressed and some unfortunate choices were made by yours truly. I have been eating clean for two complete months without caffeine or alcohol. Like Frank the Tank from Old School once the first beer hit my lips trouble was afoot. I can’t get into incriminating details because others were involved but I can safely say I am rocking 4 total hours of sleep and a stockpile of stories I can’t tell here.
The worst thing I did (that I can tell you safely) was drunk eat. I haven’t had fat cheese or bread of any kind and I did exactly what the nutritionist told me not to. And like the over educated Nostradamus she is all predictions are coming true. The best way to describe the situation is that my body is pissed. Like blood feud pissed. The world hurts right now and it’s all my fault. When my brain works betterer I’ll attempt a better recap but this is my best shot.
In other news I was successfully adopted on the TV Front. This means I can watch the draft tonight on my flight home (the little death trap that ferries me back to Minnesota does not have screens) with my iPad. This also means that I can ease back into my sports watching routine at a reasonable price.all is right in that sliver of my world.