Drunken rantings...
I'm more than just a little intoxicated as I write this, so if you've read this shit before, you might get the drift...skip whatever seems impertinent.
We just got back from a trip to Aguascalientes, Mexico a couple days ago, and I must say, Mexico is the fucking coolest. Everyone has a negative preconception of the entire nation, thanks to its status as a 3rd world country, but the people were all very nice (and not just the people we were dealing with on a professional level) and the food was excellent. Not to mention everything is pretty damn cheap...which was awesome, considering my situation with loot ;P But I was STUFFED beyond belief on a $4 enchilada dinner. Beers are about $1 or $2 if you like the expensive stuff...but you can drink beer with breakfast since you can't really order water. I mean, even the people realize that their water is fucked up, so it's not a big deal (or a deal at all, for that matter) to order some juevos rancheros (eggs with peppers...excellent) and cerveza for breakfast. In fact, it's encouraged. I think I've found where I will retire ;)
News Flash: Everything in my life is ok for now. Not great, maybe, but ok. The piece of the puzzle I'm missing is, of course, money...but who isn't missing that, right? I'm treading water, is what I'm saying. Maybe I'll be perpetually bitching about money...that would be novel, no? Ugh...
On the plus side of my life, I met a girl a couple weeks ago, and we're going to give this whole "do it right" thing a go. She's funny, smart, witty, totally into Bo, and of legal drinking age...if you've followed my previous relationships, you know this last one is actually a new thing...one which can lead to great things :P But in all seriousness, she seems like a keeper. I want it to work...which is kinda scary. I mean, I met her on a fucking internet dating site for fuckssake. But after talking with her regularly for a while (a week plus) on IMs and phone, I met her in person and it was amazingly awesome. We hit it off as fast as I've ever done before, and probably faster. Her name is Liz (Elizabeth) by the way...as if that matters. She's laying behind me snoring her ass off as I type this...cute as hell, I have to say. You guys will meet her as soon as that is possible.
To switch topics a bit, we've just hired a new tuba player for the group and he'll be here in a couple days...maybe this will be the changing of the guard for my disenfranchisement (is that a word?) with the group. I hope so, because this stuff is getting cool...we're playing with the Boston Pops and Natalie Cole in a couple weeks, playing in Mexico City for New Years' Eve, and many more awesome things. It would be a shame for me to have to bail because of some stupid interpersonal bullshit when we have such awesomeness going for us. I mean, damn...if I could just get out from under this car payment, I would be set for money...but $400 a month decimates my already meager income...oof...
And last, but certainly not least, I love you guys. I will be home some time around Thanksgiving (not Christmas this time, since we have the Mexico thing at New Years), so I'll be looking forward to that every day until then. Much love to my niggaz and niggrettes...um, yeah...
Over and out.
Dr. Hossington
We just got back from a trip to Aguascalientes, Mexico a couple days ago, and I must say, Mexico is the fucking coolest. Everyone has a negative preconception of the entire nation, thanks to its status as a 3rd world country, but the people were all very nice (and not just the people we were dealing with on a professional level) and the food was excellent. Not to mention everything is pretty damn cheap...which was awesome, considering my situation with loot ;P But I was STUFFED beyond belief on a $4 enchilada dinner. Beers are about $1 or $2 if you like the expensive stuff...but you can drink beer with breakfast since you can't really order water. I mean, even the people realize that their water is fucked up, so it's not a big deal (or a deal at all, for that matter) to order some juevos rancheros (eggs with peppers...excellent) and cerveza for breakfast. In fact, it's encouraged. I think I've found where I will retire ;)
News Flash: Everything in my life is ok for now. Not great, maybe, but ok. The piece of the puzzle I'm missing is, of course, money...but who isn't missing that, right? I'm treading water, is what I'm saying. Maybe I'll be perpetually bitching about money...that would be novel, no? Ugh...
On the plus side of my life, I met a girl a couple weeks ago, and we're going to give this whole "do it right" thing a go. She's funny, smart, witty, totally into Bo, and of legal drinking age...if you've followed my previous relationships, you know this last one is actually a new thing...one which can lead to great things :P But in all seriousness, she seems like a keeper. I want it to work...which is kinda scary. I mean, I met her on a fucking internet dating site for fuckssake. But after talking with her regularly for a while (a week plus) on IMs and phone, I met her in person and it was amazingly awesome. We hit it off as fast as I've ever done before, and probably faster. Her name is Liz (Elizabeth) by the way...as if that matters. She's laying behind me snoring her ass off as I type this...cute as hell, I have to say. You guys will meet her as soon as that is possible.
To switch topics a bit, we've just hired a new tuba player for the group and he'll be here in a couple days...maybe this will be the changing of the guard for my disenfranchisement (is that a word?) with the group. I hope so, because this stuff is getting cool...we're playing with the Boston Pops and Natalie Cole in a couple weeks, playing in Mexico City for New Years' Eve, and many more awesome things. It would be a shame for me to have to bail because of some stupid interpersonal bullshit when we have such awesomeness going for us. I mean, damn...if I could just get out from under this car payment, I would be set for money...but $400 a month decimates my already meager income...oof...
And last, but certainly not least, I love you guys. I will be home some time around Thanksgiving (not Christmas this time, since we have the Mexico thing at New Years), so I'll be looking forward to that every day until then. Much love to my niggaz and niggrettes...um, yeah...
Over and out.
Dr. Hossington