You Know You're Drunk When...

You Know You're Drunk When...

• ... a kebab seems like the best invention since the fire that cooked it.
• ... setting fire to sambuca, putting it out on your hand then drinking it seems like a brilliant idea.
• ... that gate MUST BE CLIMBED! NO MATTER WHAT!
• ... that girl with the moustache and adams apple looks like Megan Fox.
• ... that angry email you've always wanted to send just flows like poetry. It would be rude to not let them know how you really feel.
• ... all electrical devices that allow you to spend money or communicate with another human being should, in hindsight, have come with a breathaliser. On the plus side, after calling your boss at 3am to ask for a raise you will have plenty of time to watch that Knightrider box set you just ordered.
• ... someone knocking into you accidently becomes grounds for an international incident. 
• ... fighting bouncers is the best idea ever. You are more opressed than every minority ever! You should totally storm the club armed with a windscreen wiper shouting "VIVA LA REVOLUTION!"
• ... you feel that undying urge to tell someone you only half know that you love them and want to spend more time with them. 
• ... you are male and think you can dance.

Who needs a sleeping patern?

Look, I'm going to admit something here - I  messed up. I know, I thought I was perfect too, but no...

I've spent most of this weekend covering The Australian Grand Prix and watching UFC 111 and Wrestlemania 26 as a fan. That means that I have absolutely trashed my body clock. I've always had a somewhat lapse grasp on my sleeping patterns, but this weekend it has gotten ridiculous. It is like jetlag, except I didn't even get to go on fucking holiday.

Anyway, the upshot of all of that is I've fallen off the ball here a bit. I intended to do Thursday's post inbetween the first F1 practice sessions, but I couldn't keep my eyes open for long enough to do so. I meant to do today's while watching Wrestlemania, but instead we started doing shots whenever anyone was on screen in just their trunks and it all got a little fuzzy...

Because of all of that, I'm left with the immortal question that plagues students the world over - do I stay awake for two days to correct my body clock, or do I just wing it and stay on a messed up body clock. I mean, it can't be THAT bad for you to sleep at 7am and wake up at 4pm, can it?

Actually, compared to some students, a 7am till 4pm sleep pattern is sort of normal. I'm up late at night quite a lot watching\covering sport and without a word of a lie, a huge number of students I know are known to turn up on Skype calling me at 3am saying "Yeah, I just woke up. What day is it?"

And that is another reason while I'm always jealous of students. They seem to live the life of a king - sleeping as much as they want, whenever they want and they ALWAYS have money to go drinking. All the more reason why I'm strongly considering becoming one, just to take a 3 year holiday... I mean, getting a degree can't be that hard, can it?

Anyway, I'll be back to normal tomorrow as , even though today is Monday, this is Sunday's post...