Yet · another · foolish · endeavor

If one more person slaps a hand on my back, they will die.  I will kill them.

There is a big fucking scab there, stupid!  What do you THINK 4 hours at the tattoo parlour feels like?!

I have now been drunk enough to puke.  I've been drunk before, but never enough to throw up.  But vomit I did, and profusely, this past 3 of the clock.  So much alcohol . . . I'm not ever doing that again.  I'm a little fuzzy on the details, but I definitely asked my coworker to kiss me, definitely pretended to molest an inflatable football referee, and definitely attempted to learn Irish Gaelic.  I say fuzzy on the details because I don't remember what my coworker's answer was, what happened to the referee, or a single word of the Gaelic that I supposedly picked up.  I do remember that the host of the party still had Halloween decorations in her bathroom, so I'll cling to that as proof that I was sober enough to at least be trying to pay attention to my surroundings.

One of my managers was at this party.  I don't want to go back to work.  However, due to the vomiting, I have no hangover, so at least I can go to work without being miserable.

It's been awhile since I posted anything, but alive nonetheless.  I have been enjoying my fantastic life by quitting my job and proceeding to spend all remaining money I had on things like awesome new shoes and tickets to the Dropkick Murphys concert I saw last week.   \m/ <-is my rockfist, because the Dropkick Murphys make me extremely happy.  You know what else makes me happy?  Stories about post-apocolyptic societies.  I have been reading Dies the Fire by S.M. Stirling, and I just got back from watching Doomsday.  I need to learn how to survive without electricity.  And to swordfight.  And I need to own a lot of guns.  Because the world is coming to an end, and when it does, I will pwn.

In other news, the promotion at Barnes & Noble is going well so far.  I'm hoping to force my boss out before the end of the summer and take his job so I'll be making enough money for it to have been worthwhile.  We'll see how that goes.  The entire staff already wishes I had his job anyway, so it only remains to make him cry often enough to get him to quit.  Shouldn't be too hard, I think I have a bigger pair than he does.

And yes, I'm still writing freakin' fanfiction.  It's a disease, and somebody please let me know when they come up with a cure, because it sucks my time away like vampires draining blood.  (I'm writing an original story [as in, not fanfic] about vampires, by the way.  It's fun!)

So that's life at this point.  I love it, but I kinda wish it was more like my buddy mananath's.  Because he feckin' wins at life.

Went to 2 shows this week, both of which were great for many reasons . . .

First show was Anberlin, Mae, and Motion City Soundtrack.  Mae was not so exciting, but it was my first time hearing MCS, so that was a lotta fun.  Kinda missed most of Anberlin's set because we were late, which sucks, seeing as they're the reason I went, but it was still good to hang out with Lauren and get to know her a little better.  It was at the Marquee, which is pretty much THE concert venue for my style of music, apparently.  That's where I saw Rise Against a while back.

Seeing Fair to Midland at The Brickhouse last night was absolutely fantastic.  Their opening band bored the life out of me, but the second set was a new, unsigned group called Resident Hero, and they were surprisingly good.  Only 3 guys, the main vocalist and guitarist, the other guitarist and backup vocalist, and then the drummer.  Their drummer was my favourite guy up there last night—hilarious and entertaining, as was the entire band.  They're still too new at this to know they're not supposed to waste time cracking jokes, and that was perfect.  Fair to Midland was just surreal, which is the best way to describe any of their music.  The singer was such a powerhouse of crazy energy and just weirdness—in between songs, he sometimes fell down on his hands and knees on the stage and looked like he was in serious pain, and after swishing some water around his mouth, I saw him drooling.  He was just tearing around the stage and showing off his range like it was no effort, then just collapsing.  It was just an amazing night all around.

Well, I'm off to enjoy the rest of my weekend.  Cheers!

Never knew of him outside the "Mummy" movies, thought he was kinda goofy-looking, etc.  Just saw "Sliding Doors" for the first time, and now I love him a lot.  What is it with the men that Scotland produces?  And why don't live there yet? 

It's still me!  It's still me!  I got a new name because the old one was something I made up to be intentionally stupid while in high school.  I never thought I'd keep this thing.  So, anyway, I WAS azwriterchick, but now I AM faren_maddox.

Live with it, people! 

Creepy married guy who asked me out and works at the apartments I also work at: is a a Peeping Tom.  And since my manager is on vacation, I got to fire him.  Oh, joy.  That was great.  What's also great is the police report and the changing of the apartment door locks.

Mike, you're off the hook.  You're nowhere near as creepy.  :P

So today I went for a little walk on the easy trail at South Mountain.  At 3:00 pm, the point at which the earth starts releasing all the heat it has absorbed during the day.  It was over 110 degrees Farenheit anyway.  I had a nice time, talked to another hiker, good stuff like that.

Sometimes I think they faked my IQ score just so I wouldn't feel bad.

I put away a lot of alcohol tonight.  I mean, for someone as small as me, anyway.  Funny, I barely even feel buzzed.  However, the drinks I had were quite possibly a crappy idea.  Here's what I had, in order: a rum & coke, a beer, a straight rum, a glass of wine, and Bailey's & amaretto (both) in a cup of coffee.  What the hell was I thinking, mixing wine, beer, and hard alcohol?  Am I insane?  My solution to this problem: do not go to bed.  I'm going to regret it if I do.  I'm just going to cruise the internet and drink water.  Lots of it.  I will regret it inthe morning if I don't.