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I feel full of FAIL. I felt so grumpy and awkward last night at the BAR OF FAIL which could have been good, could BE good, but just wasn't very fresh or funky for New Years festivities. Some thoughts that crossed my mind last night:
"Oh no. That guy is not wearing a jacket with a million fringes. Oh damn he is. And he's serious about it. It's so ugly, yet kinda mesmerizing how the fringes sway in unison. Whoa..."
"Anywhere I end up standing or sitting, a light ends up directly in my eyes on the offbeat. If only the dance floor had people... Nothing sadder than an empty dance floor filled with great lights."
"Lady Gaga? Really? I should go grab a CD from my car with some Justice, Fake Blood, NASA, something other than GA-GA."
"OMG I am totally 'The Guy That Lives At The Free Buffet' tonight. Must relocate."
"Can't stand that guy. He shaved his head. Maybe he has cancer." Later I found out that he DOES have cancer. Nice.
See? Grumpy Doug doesn't equal a fun night. I met a piano tuner last night - he suggested I just jump up and down a bit, shake off my uncomfortable vibes. It didn't really work, but it made me laugh.
2009 is supposed to be shiny and new. So far it seems like I have some polishing in my future. And ungrumpifying.
My sister found this picture of us that was taken at Six Flags Magic Mountain in 1994. I was shocked when I saw it today. I'm old and tired now :-)
"Oh no. That guy is not wearing a jacket with a million fringes. Oh damn he is. And he's serious about it. It's so ugly, yet kinda mesmerizing how the fringes sway in unison. Whoa..."
"Anywhere I end up standing or sitting, a light ends up directly in my eyes on the offbeat. If only the dance floor had people... Nothing sadder than an empty dance floor filled with great lights."
"Lady Gaga? Really? I should go grab a CD from my car with some Justice, Fake Blood, NASA, something other than GA-GA."
"OMG I am totally 'The Guy That Lives At The Free Buffet' tonight. Must relocate."
"Can't stand that guy. He shaved his head. Maybe he has cancer." Later I found out that he DOES have cancer. Nice.
See? Grumpy Doug doesn't equal a fun night. I met a piano tuner last night - he suggested I just jump up and down a bit, shake off my uncomfortable vibes. It didn't really work, but it made me laugh.
2009 is supposed to be shiny and new. So far it seems like I have some polishing in my future. And ungrumpifying.
My sister found this picture of us that was taken at Six Flags Magic Mountain in 1994. I was shocked when I saw it today. I'm old and tired now :-)