Dec 15, 2007

Wiwille is not a good drinker.

"How do you know Erik's drunk? He smiles."

An old girlfriend came up with that joke, but it's only funny to people that know me personally. Yeah a smiler I am not and I'm not sure why.

Much grinning ensued last night though. Mattbear threw his annual holiday bash and a fun one it was. I drank to my heart's content including his infamous white hot chocolate. Good food was served and the guests made it an enjoyable evening.

We had a white elephant gift exchange. After much hassling I came away with a bling mouse. Yes it was a rhinestone encrusted mouse. Seriously. After much comments about how comfortable I am with my sexuality I made it known that I am the awesomeness by obtaining the mouse.

Well I drank quite a bit and was feeling no pain. After a few people insisted I not drive home I decided that operating a motor vehicle was not a good idea. I stayed there for the night on there couch. I awoke every now and then when someones kid came in decided to watch 'Cars'. Every now and then the child grabbed my foot and laughed. It was then I realized it was 8:30a and I should probably go home and go to bed.

Driving hung over is worse than driving drunk. This I swear. I was going down Rainier Ave when I started to feel my stomach turn. I sat and tried to reason with my gut, but it was having none of it.

I felt the acids start to shoot up my esophagus. I grasped my hand over my mouth and the contents of my stomach started spewing out between my fingers. I pull over to the side of the road and open the car door to empty the rest of my intestines. I sat up and noticed a guy standing in front of his house watching me get sick. He just stood and stared at me leaving a pile of vomit in the street in front of his house. I wiped my mouth and drove away with what little dignity I had left.

I got home and realized I left the mouse at Matt's. That sucks.

"One of the best temporary cures for pride and affectation is seasickness; a man who wants to vomit never puts on airs." - Josh Billings


Alec said...

Being an exhibitionistic vomiter sounds more embarrassing than spending two hours slumped over in a public toilet of the Wynn Casino... so you win. :)

You should pick up some rhinestones and pimp up a keyboard to go with your new mouse.

Grace said...

Hangovers are the worst. In my case, throwing up always makes me feel better, so I try to force myself to do it if I'm really feeling sick. I don't like being in pain.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for sharing this story of Liberace's mouse and street vomit.

Miss Ash said...

Thanks for the laugh, that's awful/hilarious!

Will Liberace's mouse be comfortable to use I wonder, being bumpy and all? Do let us know.

Mattbear said...

Oh man, I'm sorry to hear about the vomiting while driving. That is horrible. I am glad you had the sense to stay, had no business driving at that point.

Thank you very much for coming to the party. You always make it lively and entertaining. And never fear...the mouse will be returned to you...just as soon as I remember to grab it on my way out the door in the morning.

DJ Launchpad said...


It was a great party and it was good to see you there.

I'm glad that you had the wisdom to realize that staying parked was the better route out. As for the colorful yawn, Yikes!!

At least you can leave that part behind you!! ;P


Anonymous said...

Yes, it twas great fun and seeing you at your finest drunken-ness was Eriky goodness! Good thing Matt posted before me or he would edit my post! Fuk U Matt! lol Anyhoo... If you think your puking was bad, try throwing up off and onfor 12 hours with a hangover AND migraine on top! That was my Sunday.