I am in full holiday party swing. Have not done one ounce of holiday shopping but I've done a hell of a lot of holiday drinking! Tonight is party number 27 or something like that: our work party at noneother than MEDIEVIL TIMES!!! YES!!!!! Twice in one month, it's almost too much to bare. If I keep up this pace, I should be dead by New Year's. Or at least in dire need of a new liver.
Onto other things. I saw David Sedaris at Lincoln Center the other night. Props to Elsa and Heather. That was freaking amazing!
Did Santacon on Saturday. Typical shitshow fashion. That's the only way I can describe it.
Sitting here writing this, I feel like my pants smell. But I digress...
So this holiday drinking thing has turned into my usual m.o. of saying and doing inappropriate things. Nothing new to report there. I feel so embarassed yet I can't stop. I think I was actually triple fisting drinks last night. NOT OKAY. AA is a-calling.
My head is in a million places, too much to do and think about. I can't focus really.
I tried to start a dream journal. I've been having lots of dreams and remembering them. I started to write them down. I did good for a few days and then pffffttttt. I also realize though that it's so hard to physically write anymore. I'm so used to this computer thing that my hands actually hurt to hand write. Could also be on account of the carpal tunnel but still. And my handwriting looks horrendous! This computer is ruining me. So yeah, there went the dream journal.
Oh yeah and we had Secret Snowflake at work the other day. Only my secret santa didn't come into work or get me a gift. That really inflated my holiday spirit. Yes!
It's been an emotional rollercoaster. And it's just beginning.
I just remembered what I needed to mention in this blog. There was a blurb on the news this morning about a Shop Rite in New Jersey that refused to make a birthday cake for this kid's birthday. Why? Well because his name is ADOLF HITLER CAMPBELL. They didn't want to write "Happy Birthday Adolf Hitler" on the cake. I wonder why?????? And what is wrong with the parents???? Look it up online kids, true story. They named their other kid AryanRace something or other. Fucking freaks. Where do they live so I can go punch someone? What a bunch of tools.
That is all the ramblings for now. But a last music bit. Hot list this week is Christina Aguilera's "Get Mine, Get Yours". I'm also loving Ludacris' "One More Drink" Rocking my world right now.
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