Contemplating getting drunk tonight
Huh. I was writing up a post earlier today... I wonder what the hell I did with it, since it's patently not here now. Oh well, I don't remember what the hell it was about, but it probably had something to do with work, so it's most likely best left unsaid.
I'm on my second glass of wine for the night, which is very unusual for me. I usually only drink when I'm at a party, or at least enjoying the company of friends or family. Even then, it's a fairly rare occurance, mostly due to the whole having to drive between up to an hour afterwards to get back home. But tonight I decided to have a glass of wine & now I'm on my second, and, well, see my subject line. There's no knitting tomorrow, I'm not walking with my mother in the morning, so I can sleep as late as I want. The family doesn't have any plans, so I really should call up one of the L.A. folks & see if they'd either like to come down or have me come up & go out to dinner or lunch or something tomorrow or Sunday. But that would involve picking up the phone & dialing, which seems like an excessive amount of work for a Friday night (as opposed to writing a dissertation on how much I'm not doing tonight - hell, I should have entered NANOwhatchamacallit - apparently I could fill the word count tonight with pure drivel tonight.)
I think I might try to go see "Good Night and Good Luck" tomorrow - I've always been a sucker for David Straithern.
I'm on my second glass of wine for the night, which is very unusual for me. I usually only drink when I'm at a party, or at least enjoying the company of friends or family. Even then, it's a fairly rare occurance, mostly due to the whole having to drive between up to an hour afterwards to get back home. But tonight I decided to have a glass of wine & now I'm on my second, and, well, see my subject line. There's no knitting tomorrow, I'm not walking with my mother in the morning, so I can sleep as late as I want. The family doesn't have any plans, so I really should call up one of the L.A. folks & see if they'd either like to come down or have me come up & go out to dinner or lunch or something tomorrow or Sunday. But that would involve picking up the phone & dialing, which seems like an excessive amount of work for a Friday night (as opposed to writing a dissertation on how much I'm not doing tonight - hell, I should have entered NANOwhatchamacallit - apparently I could fill the word count tonight with pure drivel tonight.)
I think I might try to go see "Good Night and Good Luck" tomorrow - I've always been a sucker for David Straithern.