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No Rest For The Weary

Last night, the Gods made me go out drinking with them. Apparently another bunch of Gods from a nearby pantheon had came to visit, and another was needed to make up their numbers so various drinking games/matches could be carried out.

The amount of liquor consumed was truly frightening. By the time the night was over, I counted nearly 25 empty bottles lying in the corner of the room.

Since I am not a god, I could not refuse any request to drink from a God. I would drink, refill their cups and wait to drink again and again and again.

Strangely, I did not get drunk. One by one, the Gods fell, but I remained sober.

When I returned to my hotel room in the wee hours of the morning, I poked a finger down my throat and made myself vomit most of the liquor out. Afterwards, I drank 2 bottles of water and sat by my hotel room window, staring out on the streets of China that never grow silent or dark and waited for the dawn to break.

And then I got dressed and went to work.

the price of guanxi in china…

I don’t think the China quanxi is so stress like the quanxi in Japan. Anyway, I guess you also achieved/obtained what you want.

25 bottles of evian issit

Like everyone else, at this time of the year, we’re all feeling stressed up by work.