So. The problem with writing (or attempting to write) a regular blog is inspiration, or so I find. I mean, if my life doesn't inspire me enough to write, how could it possibly inspire you enough to read? That's not to say this particular entry is going to be all doom and gloom or anything, in actual fact, currently I'm pretty damn happy about most things. I mean, I could have money, or a thesis written, or a girl, but other than that, things are pretty damn cool, if I do say so myself.
(Warning: current blog is being written by the half cut, worst "I'm-Not-Going-To-Drink-At-All-This-Week" guy ever. Blame Bridget - seriously, I was just trying to be a good friend and help her unwind from a shitty honours exam day... bloody rubber arm.)
Um, right, just been interrupted by crazy departmental American Gus (ooo, plug right here for his (Snuggleuptogus) next dance party thang, The Funktion (a Snuggleuptogus production). Its on at the Strada Bar (next to JPs, will have changed its name to something else by the time this party takes place) on Friday, 7 November, $5 on the door...) and have totally forgotten whatever extremely deep, meaningful and/or drunken thing it was I had to say.
Bar the fact that all is good. Huzzah.
Right, off to download Gomez tabs and sober up for the drive home.
Update: Oh yeah, remembered something. In addition to the previous "Moot Pint," I have another alcoholic glossary term... "Beer Pressure." I've exerted it, you've exerted it, we've all exerted it one time or another. It's the desire, once drunk, to get those around you drunk - especially if the person in question has stated a desire not to drink that night. Cos, I mean, you're having so much fun, how can anyone around you not drink... how can they possibly go through the evening without the comforting haze that alcohol so readily provides? I mean, when you get right down to it, it's quite simply your duty to make sure that they're having a great night as well...
Posted by saint at October 29, 2003 08:47 PMI don't like the Beer aspect of Beer pressure. I do not exert Beer pressure. I demand a more generic alcoholic beverage, or name.
Posted by: Luther at October 30, 2003 02:47 AMOkay, no more drugs for saint until he manages to write a coherent diary entry. This one had serious 'middle' issues.
Posted by: torshin at October 30, 2003 12:32 PMI was drunk at the time, officer. Besides, if I hadn't been interrupted by Gus, you guys would have just been totally blown away by my veracity of my mental ferocity... so, I mean, its probably, like, a good thing that you didn't get the full blast (of what I am... phibious landing craft).
Er, yeah, probably cutting back would be best.
As for the first comment, I'm not entirely sure if you can get a more general alcoholic beverage than beer (and I'm not entirely sure "Stoli Pressure" would cut the mustard. Nor would, say, "Ethanol Pressure," or something of its ilk).
Posted by: saint at October 30, 2003 03:08 PMTotally agree with that thesis at least. Near my DFA theory.
See you guys soon
Posted by: Miche at October 30, 2003 03:44 PMNic, you're a drunken tart
Posted by: mneme at October 30, 2003 09:25 PMIt's a fair cop, but society is to blame.
Well, certain segments of society.
Well, me, really.
One very small segment of society.
Posted by: saint at October 31, 2003 01:09 AMI lack on two of the things that you said you don't have and yet I wouldn't say I'm happy. Therefore I conclude that it must be the lack of thesis in my life.
Posted by: heq at October 31, 2003 08:16 AMI think this problem must be disscussed in offline. Or ICQ....
Posted by: t-shirt-man at April 6, 2004 08:55 PMFound your site through blogspot and wanted to say hi
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