This week has been, well, interesting to say the least. I'm still recovering from Sunday evening and can think of little other than The Walking Dead.
Christina & I went to Taking Back Sunday who played at the Ogden about a week ago. After drinking just one beer and two shots over a four hour period, we both became quite ill. I don't remember much from the time we left the venue to the time I woke up the following morning. What I do remember is becoming violently sick to the point that I was throwing up blood, something that has never happened to me. After going through the necessary motions, it seems that we were in fact slipped something at some point by somebody.
This is a very scary realization, and the thoughts that follow along that path (the purpose of slipping something into someone's drink) are scarier still. I feel fortunate that the goal was never achieved and that I am still alive. The last thought I remember having, hunched over the toilet, was, "if I don't keep throwing up, I will die". Dramatic, irrational, intoxicated thoughts, I know, but after finding out about these drugs, we are both truly lucky to still be alive. I'm not a big drinker at all anymore these days, and given my school and work schedule, I have little time to do anything outside of those responsibilities, but in an effort to keep my body and self safe, I think I'll stay away from bars, shows, and the like for a good long while.
The season premier of The Walking Dead was awesome. I watched it last night at Jon's before embarking on my Human Geo homework. What should have taken 15 minutes took 2 hours due to an utter lack of discipline and interest but was, nevertheless, completed. I have a weekend of tests and essays that I'll be starting on in a few minutes. Once I get past the images of the movie Contagion I'll be able to focus. We watched that last night after a couple of episodes of Dexter and it filled my mind this morning when I woke up. Just recalling the name of it drudges up the very really idea of some sort of epidemic where people start eating each other. Thank God I didn't see that movie before that face eating incident that occurred earlier this year in Florida. I can see the fearful conspiracy theorist in me having a panic attack...
Motivation is non-existant. Perhaps an episode of Workaholics will help me start my day....
