Hold On, Hold On

"I'm over drinking"

Something I haven't experienced in some time.

The last time, was as far back as when I owned a car.

An experience of normality that's only an experience because everyone around you is filling themselves with booze. As the night draws on, social links meander, and the conversation about time-travel, or the tramp that lives at the end of the road with hair matted thick enough, and grown long enough to sleep on like a camping matt - don't quite hold your attention like they usually would...

The Alcohol free party... x5.

So my 'de-tox' was on, and with it came several evenings out with friends in usualy fashion where I had to exercise some self control to make it through the evening... or mainly the first half an hour where everyone would quiz you as to why you weren't drinking, followed quickly by some attempts to get you to cave.

In the middle of some of these gatherings came a return to the Teppanyaki place we'd visited for Aarons birthday last year. This time, it was Benny's turn to be the target of the eggy cannonballs served up by the crazy Japanese chef.... or so most people would have guessed.

After a few guys had thrown some stray raw eggs about the room last year, I figured it my duty as Benny's mate, to make sure he got hit by some a chickens finest produce. Though upon launching some of these across the room at speed toward the host, the chef caught site of me... and since I was then 'the trouble maker' (albeit one of the only people in the room with no alchohol flowing through his bloodstream), he decided to re-route his attacks toward me.

Needless to say I walked away with yolk all of me... along with some hard and crispy rice - thanks Lowen ;)

The Sunday of that weekend seemed a lot like the first day of Summer, and with it I visited both Coogee and Maroubra, and even ended up in the sea... for a second as it was still wintery cold despite the suns best efforts to warm it up.

After 12 days of alcohol free clear headedness, at approximately 7.15pm I broke with a bottle Pure Blonde followed by a few cool wines. I had travelled to Woolongong with Todd, Rog and Mel to meet with Anna at her folks place. A cool and calm weekend followed with some late nights, rambling in the undergrowth nearby and then a short trip around the 'Gong and a wander down the beach.

I slid back to Sydney early on Sunday morning to make the most of the weather, and again, head to Coogee Beach for a spot of lunch.