Wedding TImes

This past weekend I went to absentmindeds wedding and had a great time. It was really cool to see someone I know become married when I got to see some of the early relationship. I remember the first time I meet his wife, we were at a bar and everyone else kept saying that Sara was coming. I was confused, because we already had a friend named Sara, and she was bellied up to the bar with me. The whole thing happened when I moved away from C-Vegas to start teaching. I leased out my room to absentmindeds cousin, who was dating Sara’s sister. By the time the spring rolled around, I was sitting in bar confused as to who some of the new people were and trying to make random bets with Sara. They had just done random bets in an episode of the Office, and Sara was bored so I bet her Kobe would get 30 points in the game on TV. I lost that bet but the night did get fun when absentmindeds cousin got thrown out of the bar.

At any rate, it was good seeing some of my old college roommates. They are all just as fascinated with tobacco and the process as ever. I must have spent ten minutes telling them how the market was going away in three years in Ohio.

I also took the opportunity to drink too much. While the main issue is that I overdid it and drank more than needed, there may be an underlying issue. Most of the time, or at least recently, I have had a known amount of alcohol to drink and stopped at a reasonable amount. At this wedding, there was an unknown amount of beer to drink, as to which I thought I needed to drink as much of as possible. It kind of reminded me of what I did this past New Years at my sisters place. I bought a small bottle of whiskey, and know that I wasn’t going to drink more that that. As a result, I nursed my whiskey and 7-UP drinks all night and didn’t even finish the bottle. If I could figure out a way to do a similar thing at future occasions, I might not scare my DD and punch the dash of my truck.

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