A Hungover Aggie

I got drunk on Christmas Eve. Half a bottle of Smirnoff..........I think this is how you spell it. I did go out to Sonic to get my folks a bite to eat.....I've never just taken a $20, for I always take my wallet with my credit cards. Their food alone was 18 and change. No money left for me, so I just said "fuck it" and took them their food. They asked me if I was hungry or where my food was but I told them I wasn't hungry. I lied! I didn't want to tell them I was hurting inside, and that my appetite had escaped me.

I kept drinking and eventually made my way to the bathroom. I lied down for I knew I'd throw up. I did or didnt........I fell asleep in the fetal position on the bathroom floor. My old man thought me for dead when I didnt answer the door. I was in a nice slumber. He eventually made his away aroung the house to the outside window that leads into the bathroom. He opened it to only notice that his eldest was sound asleep with nothing more than a slight shiver from time to time.

I awoke, and I felt great. It was 2 in the morning and thought it best to get the hell out of here (I dont like staying over at anyone's house, even Dads). I got out to only meet my stepmom. She asked if I was okay. I said yes and grabbed my bag that has my handgun and got the hell out of there. I wasn't drunk by then. I was wide awake, alert with no sign of discomfort or pain. I threw my gun bag, my wallet, and bottle water in the bed. I drove to moms.

I went to bed......I woke to vomitting stomach acid more than anything. I missed Christmas Mass. Does it matter? Countless years of devotion to that.......does it really matter? Really? Come on? Anyhow, mom came back and told me to move to another bedroom so our family could the use the one I was using to puke my brains out. I moved..........6 hours later I was good to eat.

I got up and pigged out. I was a bit sore, I must admit. Tea and food never tasted so good. I eventually drank lots of water. I feel great...........now!

I missed my family meal which I always enjoy. Mom bought me two gifts and I told her to go ahead and save her money next time. I always tell her that but she doesnt mind. I think I offended her........I'm a prick even to the woman who bore me. I love her though. I mean,,,,,,it means more to me that she listen to me and sit and dine with me than to buy me gifts that she knows I wont like or care for, muchless use. I'll make up for it this weekend when I go back.

In fact, one of my goals for 08 is not losing weight or make more money.......I want to be a better person. 2007 was painful.......I dont want it to hold me down.

Night

Meant to Be?

4th and 1, less than 2 minutes in the game, Pats down by 4 points.

Pat's QB Tom Brady takes the snap and lunges forward to only be stopped by a wave of defensive Ravens! Game over and Pats lose their 1st game of the season.

Not so fast.

A Raven coach calls for a time out on the sidelines prior to the snap. Play doesnt count and 4th down will be repeated.

4th and 1,

Brady takes the snap and hands off to the fullback coming off the left side. Again, stopped! Game over!

Not so fast.

A Pat's offensive lineman moves early thus generating a flag. False start, move the Pat's back 5 yards.

Again 4th and 1, Pats pass for the 1st down and go on to win the game on Monday night football. The perfect Cinderella season lives on for one more week.

A coincidence, sure? Why not?

Back to back coincidences? Hell no! One a kagillion shot.

Okay kagillion is not a word, but man you cannot deny the fact that these two seemingly setbacks (the timeout called and the false start) ended up saving the Pats the game and possibly their beautiful season. Both within seconds of each other.

One must be blind not to see the how this had to be......... damn!