My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

Last night I got completely plastered. I vomited, passed out and most of the night is a blur. I have no idea why I was so bad. Everyone keeps telling me it's because I drank a whole bottle of rum - which is weird - because I don't remember drinking the whole bottle, and regardless, I've done it before and been fine. Last night just seemed so out of character for me - it really was. It was the first time I've ever vomited from alcohol before, don't get me wrong I've been completely drunk before, but have never vomited - I basically thought that I never would vomit if I hadn't yet.

Alas, I am not invincible - sooner or later I will have to accept it.

I was basically rolled out of bed this morning, handed $20, put into a taxi and rolled onto the grass at the boat shed. I'm not sure if I've even slept at all properly today or last night.

We went fishing on a boat today with the guys from work. It was a really good day. It rained, but other than that, it was fun. It's been a while since I've been fishing. I've not been fishing since the fishing license registration scheme was re-introduced a few years back. At least on a boat I had an excuse for not being able to stand up straight. I've never seen my boss drink so much before either - but it was all on him so I guess he figured he may as well drink it up so he's not wasting as much money on us.

I feel seedy. I have no idea why I am here typing up this mundane entry in the state I am in. I think I am going to go back to mindless banter and sit here like a zombie.