When I did my mid-term weigh in on Friday, I'd already lost 1.5lbs for the week and 5lbs overall. Yippee for water weight taking a dive! And for motivated moderation.
My plan is that tonight (and tomorrow night if I stay over again) I can drink enough to puke and have a both ends sick hangover before my weigh in Monday so I won't gain any weight while I misbehave! One can always hope!
If past times with Richard are taken as predictors, I will be mightily successful. We had a whole conversation this week about the places I puked in my youth. He says he wants me drunk at just the right place between sober and Steeplechase, at which I crawled or, possibly, slimed. It was 1981. It was quite ugly.
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Hope you have a great time!
I have never drank enough to puke...but, I have drank enough that I had to be carried through Times Square, NY.
Eeww... Tell no more!
I hated throwing up so much that I pretty much stopped drinking all together. hang overs suck as well
You got the word for the week...
That sounds awesome. I haven't done that in many, many years. Shit, a glass of whiskey puts me to sleep now. I guess that's how I know that I am old.
I've never drank in my life, but I have puked before. I have no desire to combine the two.
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