”Citron and OJ, Mandarin and 7 and a Manhattan up ( Read more... )

I’ve been trying to piece together exactly what happened between Rockwell and I the other night and it’s all a bunch of corrupted data. The way I put it before was pretty concise and to the point. We both could barely walk and were hanging on each other the entire trip down Halsted to his place trying not to fall over. Even before that at The Vic ( Read more... )

To say I can’t believe I made it home alive last night is an understatement. The fact that I stopped drinking at 10:15 last night and I am still drunk now twelve hours later is a frightening reality. What the hell happened? Wish I could say, but I seem to have forgotten three-quarters of it ( Read more... )

My father said he can’t die unless he knows my sister and I are both taken care of and have some stability in our lives. I told him it looks like he was going to be immortal. He didn’t seem to like 'Spiderman 2'. I think it was too mooshy/emotional for him. We sat up watching the Loop fire on the news for a while and then I watched some HGTV before ( Read more... )

Is it possible that my life could be more miserable and whiny than usual? Oh, I think it can ( Read more... )

Scissor Sisters. What an amazingly delightful surprise this CD is. I’ve been trying to formulate my thoughts on it for two days now. I am not sure I can even go in any particular order ( Read more... )

I hate dealing with a problem I don’t have the brain capacity to solve. Of course, the solution I may have already found the last time I dealt with this issue, but because I am uneducated with the software I cannot be 100% sure if I am right or full of shit. I load SQL server and Reporting Services and .Net software. Any monkey can install software ( Read more... )

I’m bored already. I didn’t go to bed early enough last night so I am still totally worn out. I feel like I could sleep for twenty-four hours. I thought going out and about for a bit yesterday would wake me up but it had the opposite effect ( Read more... )

I just don’t have it in me. Whatever "it" is. I am not sure if I am just naturally a lazy fuck up or what but I have no desire to clean. No desire to put the rest of this place in order. Barely a desire to get out of bed this morning with the hangover I have. I feel like a big, fat sloth ( Read more... )

I can’t believe how beautiful it is outside. The weather was absolutely perfect this morning. The kind that can turn a person’s entire morose attitude around. It reminded me again of that "summer" feeling I’ve been lacking. What it feels like to wake up on the day you leave for vacation ( Read more... )