Saturday, January 15, 2005

Read this article. It explains so much... and it is a great read. http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0ICQ/is_2004_Sept_27/ai_n6227585

I am spending my weekend doing normal, average run of the mill things..... but normal, average, run of the mill things tend to be much more fun with loads of alcohol. Hmm... I wonder what Mo is doing tonight?? lmfao.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Buster is sleeping on the desk right now... he looks so peaceful.... kind of like how mom looks after I whack her on the back of the head with a hammer. :)

I am tired. These have been two extremely long days and tomorrow... well, I will be in Ridgeland, so the hits just keep on coming! But thankfully, I am just there two days this week and then one day next week.. woo hoo!

I HAVE to go to Columbia this weekend. It is the magnetic center of all that is right in my universe. the atmosphere there is phenomenal - 5 points, the Vista (queer-ista), the people.. oh how I miss it. I need another taste of the old school days. :) This weekend... I will set foot on Cola soil with ole Melissa Girl.

If I can get through tomorrow and Thursday.... Friday will be smooth sailing... and there, my friends, the weekend awaits.

...but i am left wondering what has become of my life, when it is only Tuesday and I am already bargaining with myself to hold on until the weekend. Tragic, I know.

Sunday, January 09, 2005

Mo and I got together last night. We talked to Buddha and she said she would see about coming out there.... but she never called us back. We were hurt. We drank a HUGE bottle of wine and two bottles of champagne. Mo threw up - I was extremely disoriented. Nice. Why is it that when Mo and I get together... we get painfully trashed? I mean.... is it some sort of chemical alignment in the atmosphere? Is it our ability to call one another out when one is in the "nursing home"? Why is it that when we get together we imbibe more alcohol than we do when in the company of other combinations of our friends?

So last night we laughed and talked.... and well, drank obviously. We discussed her upcoming wedding, the new and old boy drama... Moose was even mentioned. We talked about our old college times... and how Melissa missed "beer day". In school, we had beer weeks... and they were wonderful. We had an early econ class with Blackburn and Melissa was still drunk that morning, we had late nights and early mornings, and through it all, we had fun.

While reminiscing, it was so easy to discover that while we have great times behind us, the best of times are yet to come. With good friends and cheap alcohol, there are definitely still good times to be had.