This weekend was really rough on me. Sunday I was a veritable mess until I went out to see the marching bands with Mar and we got a drink. (Which makes 2 nights in a row Mary, an Irish Pub and Irish liquor got me through a night, so go Mary!) Yesterday at work at some point I randomly thought "that was the last of Saturdays" and just spiraled ( Read more... )

I have a friend in Mucca Pazza who had been trying to get me to go see that band for what seems like perhaps a year now ( Read more... )

It's probably a bad sign that I'm taking important life altering advice from G ( Read more... )

To heck with ya'll! I refuse to live my life catering to your insane demands! You're cut off ( Read more... )

( DON'T TOUCH THAT! IT'S PURE EVIL! )

( 'If you don't like this movie, I won't like you.'-D.B. )

*sigh* Still awake ( Read more... )

( giddyness, good friends and oral hygiene )

( 'I'm so excited. It's like your almost rockstars, so I'm almost cool.' -on calling cell phones while friends are in the studio of a former rockstar, recording )

I haven't been to bed. My heart's still racing and I was violently swearing until about 6 this morning. Now as many of you know, I really don't swear that often, but when I do, it slyly insinuates itself through my brain and down my spine till I'm wired into some core Irish profanity. Then I changed and came into work in my nice, proper, high ( Read more... )