Jesus, the drinking. I'm awake now, and luckily I don't feel hungover. I just feel the throbbing pain in my right foot from when I fell and missed my chair.
Ok, so I am absolutely the most social person on the planet when I drink. I had forgotten this because I don't really drink all that much anymore. My sister says that most people - except some people with drinking problems or bad reactions to alcohol - just become more exagerrated versions of themselves when they drink. That means that I am the most outgoing, chatty, friendly, laughing person ever. I made seven new friends last night. Seven! I don't even think I have seven friends not from the bar.
ANYway, I'm really upset about my throbbing foot because I don't think I can do any yoga in this condition. If the swelling doesn't go down by tomorrow, I think I'm going to have to skip class. Kathypath fell down the stairs yesterday (not drinking-related) and fell on her elbow, so I guess we're in the same boat.
So I was thinking we were going to have a big party next week but now I'm thinking that that's way too expensive. I invited my seven new friends to the party (I also learned Polish) but without info on where or when. Lordy. I think it would be fun to do the party but I just don't think I'm built for these kinds of events anymore. Still, maybe I'll have to find an excuse to hang out with the two Pierres again. They were nice boys.
You know Polish now?
Jak sie masz?
Poproshe dwa piva. Diekuje.
Twoj jestes moj seks niewolnik.
I think that last one was grammatically horrible, and even if it wasn't, I know it was inappropriate- but I only really remember inappopriate Polish. :)
Ok. So I learned the alphabet. Whatever. And they had me repeat some words, which were probably all naughty. But still. It felt like Polish to me.