One week before an entire week in Mexico, I am tanned and ready. And currently quite buzzed. And ya'll are all sorts of boring..
Joe's first time drinking alone status report: AWESOME. Oh sure, you "social" people might be getting laid/working on getting laid, but can you get 426,238 on Beast and the Harlot on Guitar Hero 2 expert? That's what I thought. ...God I hope my friends show up soon. I DO have friends, honest. EDIT: Just read PIMPTRESS' post about us being boring. I'll try to break 500k to liven things up.
I'll own that, I am boring. Was going to meet some friends out, but by the time they were ready I was already loving my couch, my pajamas, my bottle of wine. It is snowy and cold out. Nothing wrong with being right here.
Had a shitty night at work then went to my grandma's for my cousin's birthday party. Of course, because of the weather, my cousin couldn't even make it so I guess it was just dinner. It was damn good dinner though, fried chicken and mashed potatoes. Now, I'm home sitting in the warmth of the wood stove drinking a beer and getting ready to watch the series finale of Dollhouse on the DVR. There's nothing wrong with drinking alone.
And thanks so much for putting that into my head. I'm currently enjoying some ice cold Svedka and diet Sprite with a splash of Fresca. I'm telling you, Fresca makes all the difference in the world. On a happy note, I was told by my major professor this week that this is my final semester of work for my Ph.D. in microbiology. It's been 7 long years (thanks to a change in labs in my 3rd year), but God damn, was I excited to actually hear her say the words that I was thinking all winter break. Time to start looking for a "big girl" job and get out of school!
Myself and two buddies, a bunch of beer, and now a bottle of Jameson's Rarest Vintage + scourring youtube for all the songs we loved way back when from Rancid, Pennywise and Me First & The Gimme Gimmes, MXPX... However we've moved on to drunk facebooking which is dangerous.
Drunken facebooking is why I refuse to accept the friend request my mother insists on sending me despite my telling her I will never accept her as my facebook friend.
Been drinking for a few hours now and checking out the board, but I just finished recording my every other week "nerdy writer" podcast, and it's smooth sailing* from here on out. *Really smooth sailing. I don't know what I'm going to do the rest of the weekend. Too cold to work out in the garage.
I am facebook friends with me mother and I would like to share her most recent update status with you. Ahem "If you believe your Daughter(s) are amongst God's greatest blessings on the face of this earth, copy and paste this as your status and give them a hug!" Not that I am trying to warn you or anything, personally I think my mom is great, if not a wee bit sappy.
Oh, my mother is completely insane, so I'm sure my drunk postings would end with an intervention of some sort. And, of course, she would post all of the sappy things, too, and I am all set with those. I get enough email forwards from her about the sappy "mothers and daughters are best friends" crapola to last me a life time. But hey, if you're mom can handle the drunk posts (or if you can actually refrain from them, which I certainly cannot), there's no reason to not friend parents. I, for one, am waiting for my dad to join facebook. It's only a matter of time since my step-mother* joined and he enjoys reading the family posts. *And yes, I realize it's hypocritical to friend my step-mother and not my mother, but hell, my step-mother is cool shit and my mom is batshit crazy.
My mom commented on my Facebook status. Awkward? A little. More awkward? My girlfriend responded. They haven't met. They now have a running conversation.
Drunk facebooking? Man. If there ever was a reason why I'm glad to not have a smartphone, it's facebook mobile. In related news, I did leave some fairly forward messages on a few people's status updates. They were asking for it.
Certainly ouch.. last time I saw something like that happen, it didn't end well. The girlfriend was batshiat crazy anyways. Hooray for beer! Boo to batshiat crazy ex girlfriends
I once had a status of how awesome Mighty Ducks was. My dad who(m?) I am facebook friends with called me out on my man crush for Charlie. He won that round. In other drunken news, I sat at home, played some mw2, talked to some family online, and got drunk with the help of my friends captain and coke.
Hooray for wine and cheese and baguette and salami and fire in the fireplace. And and and. I think my cheeks are very pink right now.
Ay dios mio estoy baracho. I have the hiccups muy mal. No puedo pensar bien. Creo que mi novia va a come by in a bit pero quien sabe con los mujeres. Me odio esta escuela maldito, but at the same time I love it. Dios mio. I am hammered.