Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Sad songs (say so much)

Bar close in the Minnie Apple, friends are made, promises made, plans made. Everyone has a big smile and their own form of "witty" banter. S and A just spotted nearly closing the Leaning Tower; that's pretty late night for such old gals. Hanging around Goth Tom and theatre people? What's' the deal ladies? Are these friends forever or just passing strangers in the night? Keep me posted. That's all for now folks...xoxo.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

A lightbulb, perhaps...

I wonder if I aluminum canned whiskey and sold it in six packs that were chilled, I wonder if it would sell.

Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

Just spotted, A and S having more than their share of red wine. A midnight trip to essay? Is A choosing to keep that monkey on her back? Or is it all peer pressure from S? Let's just hope D doesn't care...or find out.

In other news, San Fran Brady is looking for relationship advice from his apparent hero, A. Is he still hung up on Miss J? It appears so. Will A tell him to give up or keep pursuing our Miss J long distance? Only time will tell...

xoxo...

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Intravenous de Milo

Let's discuss hangovers. They actually can be fun, like yesterday: food, tv, laying around and more food. Fun times right? But what about when you have to go to work? Even if its not a horrible hangover, its horrible.

You walk in, and it feels like all eyes are on you. You feel dehydrated, but coffee needs to happen first to get a little jolt of life back into yourself. For some reason, I don't like people to know I'm hungover, so the goal of my shift is to not let people see how retarded I feel. And that's why I can't have coffee and water and a soda at the same time; which is what I really want. So I slam an iced coffee, then have a water and then a soda. And then more water, god I'm really dehydrated.

People want to talk to me and it sucks. I have to try to look them in the eyes and I feel like they can just tell how much I drank the previous night. I know this isn't true, because how often do you notice when someone else is hungover when they don't tell you or make it obvious?

I should have been a rock star, or an actor or an artist; I could drink like one. I should have been an ad man in the 60's. I wish I was a little bit taller...

I've become bored of this rant. There is more I want to say, it will come later. I'm watching Spinal Tap and I feel myself just wanting to quote it. Smell the glove bitches.