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I used to be able to brag that no matter how drunk I had ever gotten, it had never been so bad that it made me throw up. Well, that changed as of last night. Early in the evening I began to feel depressed and disillusioned with the current state of my life. I wont go into the details surrounding that. Now, I've had good days and bad days but yesterday I felt worse than I have for a long time. I was certain that if I didn't do something to break out of that funk I'd end up hanging myself. So I emptied every bottle of liquor I could find in the house down my throat. Not long after, I was dancing around in my living room naked. Not as much fun as it sounds when no one's watching. And it wasn't long after that that I found myself paying homage to the porcelain god. I can still smell the vomit on my breath. Just keepin' it classy.

In other news: A few friends from work and I will be spending a weekend in Las Vegas on the 21st of this month. I used to live there and I still have family there, so I used to visit 4 or 5 times a year. But it was always a family trip. I never really did the "Vegas" thing when I was in Vegas. This time it's going to be different. I have a room reserved at the Luxor and my friends and I plan on fueling the local economy at the Black Jack tables at the Mandalay Bay. There's going to be a lot of crazy fun to be had. Hopefully I can hold on to my Lunch.