#1 - I am happy because I have the intertubes whenever I want instead of pirating off of someone's linksys. Yay for Le Chat coming back into town! Still, my internets have been disrupted like 3 times while I've tried to post this. I mean, come on!
#2 - I have the hiccups! This is why I can't slepp. The closer I get to 30, the more my tolerance for alcohol decreases. I mean, come on! I only had 2 drinks tonight (
purple_fiction: guess which one had 3 OLIVES!!! I didn't even have to say I like it dirty!
#3 - It's easy to get a ride from Shadyside to Squill if you say:
1.) you're from Seattle and you lived on Capital Hill,
2.) you're in a post-apocalyptic folk band and play recorder, and
3.) you're in an evening gown (note: you don't
actually have to say this)
Only one of these three things probably intrigued Bob from Honolulu, the Lead Singer and Composer of some Generic Pgh Rock Band to drive me home. As some of you may gasp, I say that there was no problem because my ability to judge trustworthiness is pretty accurate. He dropped me off at Squill Cage without incident (note, this bar is not, and never has been, my home. But I am tricksie like that).
4# - I like to plan, but I can only do this superbly if I know what I'm planning for. Like, planning on finding a home before 5 days ago because my "sublease" ends on Tuesday. I blame the French Government for stealing the ability of my prefrontal cortext to function for the past 2 months. Merci, merci tambourine shaker, bell ringer, drum beater, duct banger for agreeing to giving me a home! Like all my adjectives? I'm quite pleased with myself...
#5 - This post has waaay too many exclamation points! I mean, come on (says the guy in the $3000.00 suit)!
Tee-hee, I love GOB. And, why aren't my hiccups gone?