It is all coming back to me, like a bad dream. All the crap things about being single. After a few weeks grace period in which I have been happy socialising and keeping busy, trying to do some yoga now and again, eating well, looking after myself - the sordid reality is creeping in.
The booze-filled nights out, where you spend more time fending off drunken stags than enjoying yourself.
The bizarre logic of rounds-drinking, in which you seem to have no choice but to drink loads in order to be part of the 'group'. And the laws of mathematics dictate that the more people there are in the group, the greater the portion of alcohol each person consumes. How the hell do you break out of this sorry cycle? No wonder the Brits are a nation of binge-drinkers.
The greasy food consumed after the night out, leaving you feeling poorly the next day (on top of the hangover).
The way you haemorrhage money, what with the eating out every second night, the booze, the entry fees, the theatre and movie tickets, the new clothes, the steep increase in rent...
Moaning aside, I am enjoying being more sociable generally. My new flatmate has been generous enough to invite me out with her and her mates on several occassions, so I shouldn't really complain. And my workmates have been brilliant, as always. I love those girls (in a strictly hetero kind of way). Unfortunately, my ex and I were both quite anti-social home-bodies, and we had a bad habit of discouraging each other from going anywhere, at all, ever.
But oh, my head! My bank balance! My liver!
Monday, September 03, 2007
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2 comments:
sorry i should not be laughing.. but your post did make me smile..
maybe you need to hear some really "happy songs"
Hehehe... Enjoy it! Everyone has to "break out" every now and then, and now is obviously one of your times :-)
So eat, drink, shop, be merry! Plenty of time to revert to being a homebody later.
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