The State of the Beginning of Holidays

Ok, so it's the first day of my holidays which will see me hopefully finally get a grip on some sort of weight loss, but start off with a bender of epic proportions. I turn 24 in a bit less than a week and our local race meeting is on the same day. It's good for me because being the horny prick that I am, I'll get to go to the one occasion of the year where the women actually decide to give a shit about themselves and are actually reliably decent looking for the the day. Well, until they all get pissed on rum and cheap wine and decide to fall out of their dresses.
For the next two or three days though I think it'll all be about getting my house in order because it's a pigsty. I believe what they say about a cluttered house means a cluttered mind - it shits me when there's a massive pile of clothes in my room that I couldn't be buggered washing but know that I'll have to. I was brought up clean, goddamit. That sort of shit never happened when I was younger. So of late it'll be all about getting this shit dealt with so the real fun can begin. I have to admit it's therapeutic to clean house.
Anyway, I can hear you all going 'What the fuck is this shiz-nit?!? I read this awesome blog to hear about action and drama! Not some fucking self-meditative housework, you poof!' That'll come later. There's going to be sex and drugs and probably quite a lot of nakedness. I like to talk up how crazy I get on the booze but even that's been falling flat lately. I got caught falling asleep at the bar a little while ago. Woot. Go me. Rest assured though I'll be following through on some very bad behavior over the next couple of weeks.
For now though, scrub scrub scrub!