To all of you who are Irish, this day is for one of your very own. Be merry on this day! For everyone else, be merry also, just don't be such a drunkard. Okay, well, that's a bit hard to do, considering that today and the Cinco De Mayo celebration are the two times of the year where you are almost obligated to drink until you're smashed. Considering I have to drive early every morning to San Marcos or Oceanside, I can't drink tonight (though I may have a drink but not many), though this past weekend I had an early St. Patrick's Day drinking row. It consisted of nothing but mimosas, which, I have to admit, I've taken a shine to. I'm all about good drinks, and that is one of them. In fact, I liked the ones my fianceé was feeding me so much that I ended up finishing up the entire bottle of champaigne. Needless to say, I was quite buzzed (although not stumbling stupid, which was a surprise for me), but I couldn't sleep. Not because of the typically "my head is spinning but I'm not moving" effect you normally get when you drunk, but my heart was beating really hard and slightly elevated as if I was exercising, and I was really hot, so much so that I was sweating pretty bad. I tried sleeping and actually managed to fall asleep for an hour when I initially went to bed, but then the heat and sweat woke me up and that was it - I couldn't fall back to sleep for another 2 hours. I had so much pent up energy from the sugar from the alcohol that I ended up being wide-awake for 2 hours in the middle of the night and couldn't find anything to do. Luckily I found something to read and was reading for a little while and then finally got tired enough to fall back to sleep again - until 11AM when I woke up for the day.
So remember kids, don't drink. You'll hate all the bad tricks it plays on you and despite what anybody says, it isn't your friend. More like the friends who say their friends, treat you nicely at the beginning, then backstab you making you wish you were never born.