alcohol is EVIL
Friday night work had a christmass party at Guadalupe River Ranch. It's way out in the middle of nowhere. It took me 4 hours to get there. I discovered a little town named Medina. It was neither funky nor cold.
I arrived, shmoozed with my work buddies and their families, ate dinner, got paid, etc. Oh yeah. And I drank too much. Two beers, a glass of white wine, a shot of some "pinch" drink, and about a bottle of champagne. I felt soooo good. Then I went to bed. I'm happy to say that I've stopped puking. I'm not going anywhere near booze for a while. No sir.
I got home and read half of "Palm Sunday" by Vonnegut. It makes me want to be a writer. Reading Vonnegut always does. That seems to be a recurring theme. Something excites me, and I want to do it. Get your mind out of the gutter. Currently, I plan on being a rock star, writer, software developer, and psychologist. I guess I'll be in school for a while, eh?
Hi ho.
My pal Tim from Albany is visiting me from Jan 8-13. I'm psyched. It's my mission to show him how wonderful Austin is, so that he'll fall in love as deeply with it as I have. Albany really is a hellhole by comparison. Also, I'm visiting Colorado for Christmass from Dec 23->29. Woowoo! I haven't been snowboarding in sooo long. I better get my silly white ass in shape.
I bought this Kensington webcam. I'm going to return it for a 3com one. Kensington gets real funky in low light. Hopefully the 3com will be better. It's supposed to be the best. Anyway.. this site will soon have a webcam. Exciting eh? I must remember to wear pants.
I'm going to write a movie too. I saw American Beauty the other night. Excellent, excellent movie. Hi, I'm Evan and I'm a ________, but what I really want to do is direct. Riiiiight. My brain feels so cooked. I'm not sad, I'm not happy. Eating a bunch of sugar had no effect on my mood. It's just... baseline... it's sortof nice not being so edgy or sad. So strange.. I had never drank so much before. So strange.
bleh.
I feel like this.