Shyzer.com

Well, as you can guess from the entry below, I was a tad “socially happy” last night. We had a going away party for Josh since he leaves tomorrow and I went down with all of our mates. I then woke up this morning feeling like rubbish. That’s about all I remember seeing as how everything in between is a blurry haze. Hopefully, however, the pictures and movies that I’m sure were taken will help refresh my memory.

Any long time reader of Shyzer should notice a trend, however. Every time I get hammered, I run to Shyzer and start posting. Back home, I’m what you would call a Drunk Dialer and if there was some catchy name for a Drunk IMer, I’d be that as well. Just ask Clay; he has the logs to prove it. But I am also a Drunk Shyzer-er. I’ll always inevitably reach a point where my mind goes “Hey, go post on Shyzer!” and then my mouth will scream out “IT’S SHYZER TIME!” and I will run off to find a computer and post a few garbled sentences. Whenever I wake up the next morning, I usually see my rant and delete, but today I figured why not leave it up? It’s a post, is it not? So I’ve created a new category for all my retarded messages and will begin leaving them to drop off into the archive for all to see.

And to everybody who found great hilarity in my drunk banter last night, I’m glad you all enjoyed it. I would say it won’t happen again soon, but I think everybody knows that would be a lie. I am now off to shower and take a much needed nap, for my head is screaming at me to stop looking at this damned computer screen.