 Location: | Crowne Plaza Hotel |
| Orlando, FL |
It's 12:23 this afternoon (I initially wrote "morning", which might give some insight into my state of mind), and my new drink pacer seems to have successfully monitored yesterday's session. It didn't exactly pace it; after the drinking session the evening before I certainly wasn't in any mood to push my limits, but I believe that I recorded all flights of alcohol honestly and accurately.
Unfortunately, my relative sobriety throughout the day made it impossible for me to determine the actual efficacy of my math-based sobriety checkpoints. It is quite possible, and even likely, that four by four digit addition is too easy a test. Either way, my experience on the night before last at least taught me that I need to institute JavaScript confirmation when ending drinking sessions.
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I planned to dine again at Kres Chophouse today, but had forgotten the odd fact I noticed when I ate there last that they are closed entirely on Sundays. So instead I ordered take-out from Gino's, but since I couldn't find a cab to hail early on a Sunday evening was forced to walk it back to my hotel room to eat.
It's 6:36 tonight, and since I've already resolved that nothing remotely interesting will happen for the remainder of the evening, I will end this entry, post it, pack for tomorrow, and set up an eight o'clock wake up call that will get me to the airport in plenty of time for my flight home.