musings

last saturday, I went to jojo's wake. he didn't look like the jojo I knew. there's something wrong with his eyes and he didn't look like he had a left arm. after hearing the story of what happened, i now understood why his eyes looked like that and his left arm looked like that. Plunging from 6,000ft does weird things to a body.

after the wake, i headed off to dan's place in roxas blvd. he threw a farewell party for orly. when dan throws a party expect alcohol to flow and i drank a bit too much. thad says i was veering left to right and bumping into people. i couldn't even remember how i got home. thad and i brought separate cars.

i woke up the next day feeling bad. i had a headache and felt nauseous. thad gave me some paracetamols. i slept some more then i threw up.

i was in a very blah mood. i could smell my body reek of alcohol. it is during these blah feelings that i swore to stay off the stuff. a nice hearty meal helped but a massage revived me.

i can't understand this aging body of mine. i felt blah but i had an erection for most of the morning. i was horny but didn't feel like having sex.

oh well, maybe doc tony has an answer to this conundrum.