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Well it’s Sunday and I have to go back to fucking work tomorrow. What makes it even shittier is tomorrow is my first day working out in the morning. I’ll be getting up at 5am to knock out a 2 mile run on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Friday’s. The other days will be light upper body.

Hope everyone had a good T-Giving and shit. I went to my sisters in laws. A bunch of people came over and we drank crazy amounts of beer. We ate some turkey out of paper plates, ghetto style. Then my dumb ass enjoyed a whole bottle of wine and one more beer. At that time I felt dizzy as fuck. I ended up going to the bathroom twice, but both were false gag alarms. I found Kim and said “I’m ready to go”. She said we’ll leave in a little bit. I sat on the floor and stared at the carpet for 10 minutes and insisted that we leave. The whole ride back to my mom in laws house I laid in the passenger seat. Once we got back, I lied down on the bed. About 15 minutes after, I ran to the bathroom and tossed my thanksgiving turkey twice! I washed my face and mouth out and noticed it was 9:30pm. That was all she wrote.

Don’t ever ever ever ever ever ever drink wine after a days worth of drinking shitty beer. I probably won’t be drinking for awhile. Atleast, 5 days anyways.