OK!!!
So this is going to be a very happy journal entry for two (read 'em dos, maybe even TRES) reasons.
Uno;
I am drunk as a skunk on not-so-cheap wine. Such a beautiful feeling. No wonder I like wine so much. When I'm buzzed and/or drunk on wine, I'm so happy. I want to dance and sing and make love and laugh and cry and enjoy life. When I'm drunk on hard liquor, and often times even on beer, I want to fight and cause trouble and be an asshole. I get mean on hard liquor; right before I get sick.
Dos;
I am going to make upwards of $650 dollars tomorrow afternoon. SIX HUNDRED AND FIFTY FUCKING DOLLARS!!!! and it's not even fucking pay day!!! holy dear jesus lord god! The last time I made that much money in one day, well, let's just say it never ended up being declared on my taxes!
Tres;
Hmmm...I forget tres. What was it? Anyone know? Ah, I know, I need more wine to figure it out!
So I talked to all my siblings today, except my sister-in-law. My oldest sister and I ended up on the phone while we were both opening a bottle of wine at the same time. She was opening a very expensive bottle I'd given her for her wedding (and raving about it - mental note; send her another bottle). Funny how we both digressed into pseudo-drunkeness at the same time. OK, so that's a lie; we were both about a bottle into the night by the time we started laughing uncontrollably and making fun of each other slurring our words. Good times. God I miss being in Seattle. The week I spent at her place with her and her man was fucking amazing. We had such a good time. The only thing is she is the kind of woman I like to date; only she's my sister and all, but personality wise she's the coolest person I know. A fucking firecracker, to say the least, but so sweet and genuine I am proud to call her my sister.
Well, then, I am having trouble typing on this crap-ass keyboard. I got so used to my og typeboard (er, keyboard!) that this one will never do. i miss my old keyboard.
well, hugs and kisses and love to all!
oh, and tell Girly she needs to vote, if even for George Bush, so long as she votes. She's gonna be pissed at me for this, but her argument about the Electoral College is bullshit. One vote can, and probably will, make all the difference in this most important of elections.
So this is going to be a very happy journal entry for two (read 'em dos, maybe even TRES) reasons.
Uno;
I am drunk as a skunk on not-so-cheap wine. Such a beautiful feeling. No wonder I like wine so much. When I'm buzzed and/or drunk on wine, I'm so happy. I want to dance and sing and make love and laugh and cry and enjoy life. When I'm drunk on hard liquor, and often times even on beer, I want to fight and cause trouble and be an asshole. I get mean on hard liquor; right before I get sick.
Dos;
I am going to make upwards of $650 dollars tomorrow afternoon. SIX HUNDRED AND FIFTY FUCKING DOLLARS!!!! and it's not even fucking pay day!!! holy dear jesus lord god! The last time I made that much money in one day, well, let's just say it never ended up being declared on my taxes!
Tres;
Hmmm...I forget tres. What was it? Anyone know? Ah, I know, I need more wine to figure it out!
So I talked to all my siblings today, except my sister-in-law. My oldest sister and I ended up on the phone while we were both opening a bottle of wine at the same time. She was opening a very expensive bottle I'd given her for her wedding (and raving about it - mental note; send her another bottle). Funny how we both digressed into pseudo-drunkeness at the same time. OK, so that's a lie; we were both about a bottle into the night by the time we started laughing uncontrollably and making fun of each other slurring our words. Good times. God I miss being in Seattle. The week I spent at her place with her and her man was fucking amazing. We had such a good time. The only thing is she is the kind of woman I like to date; only she's my sister and all, but personality wise she's the coolest person I know. A fucking firecracker, to say the least, but so sweet and genuine I am proud to call her my sister.
Well, then, I am having trouble typing on this crap-ass keyboard. I got so used to my og typeboard (er, keyboard!) that this one will never do. i miss my old keyboard.
well, hugs and kisses and love to all!
oh, and tell Girly she needs to vote, if even for George Bush, so long as she votes. She's gonna be pissed at me for this, but her argument about the Electoral College is bullshit. One vote can, and probably will, make all the difference in this most important of elections.
Hot and Spicy pork rinds with a nice Cabarnet is fucking awesome. So is "Romper Stomper" - such a kick ass movie. Made all the more kick ass by the insanely cool soundtrack.