December 2008
21 posts
How am i the last man standing tonight? Again?
What the fuck is Antonio Gates wearing? An ascot? Or a dickie? Where is his yacht?
So I am at the bar making new friends and drinking shots. Courtesy of brian van. Oh, and the cowboys suck.
If you want to chase a man out of the house, put on “Alvin and the chipmunks” movie.
I wish Mike Tomlin coached my team.
Making up for missing santacon at the nest. Kinda.
A message from the Grinch...
I will not be at Santa Con today. Do not send texts to me asking if I am coming to Santa Con, when I will be coming to Santa Con, whay am I not going to Santa Con, how much fun you’re having at Santa Con, and how drunk you are at Santa Con. Nothing against Santa Con, but I had a really unfortunate scheduling conflict. So any messages like the ones described above will be considered a hostile...
Strangely giddy for four hours sleep and possibly still drunk.
Fighting those anti-socialization urges...
I’ve done my best to avoid non-work related people for three days, even talking with my roommate by speaking from behind the door. I even turned down food and drinking when asked to come out. Not sure what’s going on here, but steps can be taken to correct this, I’m sure. Even if it means showing up in my work pants, which I am not overly thrilled about.
For the few that care where I've been, a brief...
Friday — Lots of drink. Lots. Started at a happy hour where I think the bartender is either trying to get me home with her or kill me. Followed that up with a party where the only thing I truly remember is the comment “You look feminine in a wifebeater.” I think that’s a compliment coming from a lesbian, but I need more clarification.
Saturday — The last college...
This is a particularly horrible idea
brianvan:
NBC Expected to Give 10 P.M. Show to Leno - NYTimes.com
This is sort of like saying, “Well, we have a nice car already, but we already promised to buy another one and keep it in the garage, so let’s just keep the older car in the kitchen.” How do you not have a 10pm slot? Unless you’re Fox or CW.
I can see why NBC is trying this in these economic times…as the article points...
That suit is conservative bx “Clyde” Frazier standards.
Already drunk and i still have a birthday party to attend. Good times.
Well, Mom says it's cool...
I got the official word that Scotch will not make the old man’s gout act up. Nice. Now I just have to figure out my Secret Santa gifts and I’m done for the season.
Insert your own Plaxico Burress joke here. →
Already planning new years...
Alice: Yeah probably not going to hang with you guys on nye
Alice: Won't come as a shock tho
Ali: yeah, yeah, you need boys to kiss and bla bla...it was really just my nice way of saying i'm not planning anything
Alice: Ha
Alice: Nice
Well, for context's sake here was the email I wrote concerning NYE 2009...
"Well, the billy burg bar crawl is always a great last fallback option. That's just in case the most amazing, awesome, wonderful, magical party where the champagne flows like water, where there are the world's finest cheeses aplenty, and where there are beautiful but drunk strangers to make out with at midnight never materializes."
With all the people suffering from real work...
..it suddenly seems inappropriate to whine that they finally hired a new boss at work and that person is coming in on Monday, effectively killing what should be the best time of year for midweek drinking. But I’ll do it privately anyway.
I think I just found the photo for my craigslist...
You know there are too many nude and demi-nude pictures of yourself out there when you see one and go, “Hey, well, the shadows make it look like a silhouette and you can’t see my face, so it’s not so bad.”
Sweet dreams, everybody! →
(via disapprovingmonkey)
Thanks, and I was finally all about to go to bed and everything.
Whistling past history
I think one of the biggest regrets of my life happened today. I was late for work, so I hustled past the police station I walk by when I get off the 6 train. I saw barricades and the press eagerly awaiting something and someone. It took me a few minutes to realize that this is where Plaxico Burress would be turning himself in today.
I could have made a choice: Call in, make up some excuse to get...
Well, this Secret Santa's little secret is that...
..we’re doing it through this site, Elfster, which allows givers and recievers to communicate anonymously. The first question asked about my taste in music, not horribly unreasonable…but now I’ve been threatened with an ugly, ill-fitting sweater if I don’t respond with a list of what I don’t want. Isn’t that technically torture? What’s that about!?