This weekend is Mart'n. It's sort of a local festival type thing, there's music and beer everywhere, every store has a sale, there's an amusement park, and absolutely everyone is out in the street (yes, my town only has one long street), talking to people, eating barbecue food, drinking beer. You get the idea.
Needless to say that this is just an excuse for most of us to get very drunk. Three days in a row. And I have been drunk for the past two. Weirdly enough people have chosen to come to my place for a vorspiel, warming up to go out. And both night's I've gone out for 30 minutes, decided there are a lot of stupid drunk people around that I don't know, and we've gone back to my place. Which is very nice, having fun with people I know and love. But the downsides are many. Empty beer cans and bottles everywhere, cigarette ash covering the couch and the table, smelling like a brewery when you wake up, not being entirely sure where you've been the previous night or what you said to whoever you spoke with, the panic you feel when you can't find your wallet and think "oh god I lost it", the insane hunger you get for fatty, expensive junk food. You see where I'm going?
So of course, with my perfect sense of logic, I went outside today to get myself some of that greasy junkfood, and ended up with two beers for breakfast. I said that I wouldn't be able to handle another day of drinking, but right now it seems that I'll be doing it anyway. Cheers!
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