Chaos

Today I'm suffering one of the worlds worst hangovers, and as it's self inflicted I don't expect any sympathy but it's still a hangover worth mentioning, as is the cause!

Last night my old mate Marius came over for a braai and to tell us about his experiences in Brazil, where
he spent the last 3 months of his life until last Tuesday. Poor guy is now in a situation where he has to start from scratch, with nothing, and his fiancée and daughter are still stuck in Brazil until he can come up with the money to fly them back here to SA. And as he's still unemployed I don't see how that's going to happen any time soon unless he manages to raise or borrow the money from somebody in a position to help. It goes without saying that I would help if I could, unfortunately I can't. I did suggest to him that we should think of a way to do some kind of fundraiser, like getting some kind of cool prize donated and hold a raffle. Fact is he needs to come up with around R13,000 to be reunited with his family again. Although it's not an official charity it's for a decent enough cause to hopefully get some donations, because I think he might struggle to convince somebody to loan him the money! Either way the poor dude needs to make a plan soon because his daughter Michelle is missing her daddy terribly, as is Adriana, his fiancée, and she is very unhappy in Brazil, alone without her man!

The two of them will be getting married soon after she gets back to SA so she will also be able to get some sort of a job. I really hope it works out for them, they are good people and deserving of a break. But then again don't we all!

So anyway, back to my problems, namely my broken body as a result of a mad party until late last night (closer to sunrise, actually, I think). After Marius dragged his sorry ass out of here this morning to go home (despite that it's not even his home! He is staying with his mom at a friend of hers because she is also unemployed and between homes) I had to get myself decent enough to head down to Tammy's school for a meet & greet with other parents. Needless to say I didn't meet any other parents, the potential encounters were tactfully avoided and we left quietly after 2 hours. We came home and I hit the couch for a couple of hours sleep. Fortunately Tammy also slept for a few hours so I was blissfully left in peace!

We made a lekker braai last night, naturally. Whenever Marius and I meet up there is always a braai involved along with copious volumes of alcohol! My liver seriously takes massive punishment whenever we get together, which I'm getting rather concerned about! Now that he'll be staying in Cape Town I'm thinking we need to change tactics somewhat and not strive to get completely shit-faced whenever we meet up!

Even though last night was just meant to be a relaxing evening to catch up on news it ended up getting more chaotic the more plastered we got. I just discovered about a hundred photo's taken last night that I don't remember taking, and you can see by the blankness in our faces the sheer magnitude of how fucked-up drunk we were! It's actually embarrassing!

At some stage we were lobbing flip flops at each other, one of which connected the bottle of brandy which hit the floor and shattered! I have a vague memory of this happening, and of the heartbreaking disappointment between us. And I vaguely remember sweeping, vacuuming and mopping up the floors! Fortunately Marius produced a bottle of brandy out of his car, a secret stash no doubt!

No sooner had I finished cleaning and another glass hit the floor and shattered. The sweeping and vacuuming all over again, while my mate just watched on pissing himself! At least he got a nasty cut on his leg as punishment. Though I don't think either of us knows how he cut himself, halfway up his leg! Chop!

I also broke one of the garden chairs, which would explain my swollen and very sore elbow today. I must've leaned back on the chair because one of the back legs snapped off! I don't remember it happening but it was apparently me! We also got crazy with the fire, burning the window shutters that came off the walls when my house was painted last year. The varnish on the wood made quite serious flames!

So overall a night of destruction! Hopefully the last of it's kind for a while! One and a half litres of brandy between two of us is what some people may term as excessive! I believe them!