Long Time No See

It's been several days since I've had the opportunity to post anything. I know it's new, and you're probably starved for content out there (of course I speak to any of my hundreds of adoring fans). Let's be honest, though, as busy as i am, and as little time as I have to post lately, I really don't have much to say.

This weekend was spent doing the following: working, drinking, sleeping, eating (in no particular order). I haven't had back-to-back drinking nights like this Friday and Saturday in quite some time.. I mean to say that I was in great shape both nights. Needless to say, it was an enjoyable (but expensive) weekend. Work was work, but it went by as well as it could - I'd go as far as to say that I didn't hate work this weekend. Wow.

Friday, I realized that my car had been towed (apparently this happened on Wednesday). Barone drove me to the tow yard, where I paid $130 I don't have to a lady behind at least 6 inches of bulletproof glass. I would have shot her if she was not behind bulletproof glass. So I guess it's serving a purpose. I went to the driving range after I picked up my car. You know why? Because fuck them, that's why. Friday night I met with my roommate Sarah and her coworkers early on at Clery's and ended up in Brookline chasing shots of Jim Beam with dill pickles. I did not feel well on Saturday. My wallet was also in its natural state, which is completely empty.

Saturday I worked, had a lovely lunch with Julie at Whiskey's, and then worked some more. If not for Darren's 22nd birthday, I would have gone to sleep at 7:00 when I got out. Instead, I drank roughly infinity beers (give or take), and did a fair amount of stupid dancing. The hilarious memories of blacked-out Darren acting like a damn fool and having the time of his life made it worth it, and thanks to the enormous pot of delicious macaroni and cheese and gatorade I consumed prior to passing out (I made something like a 2 1/2-hour playlist on iTunes and was unconscious before the end of the first song), I was not hungover at work today.

This evening I enjoyed Kate's delicious cooking and her first attempt at a recipe which can and will be adapted into something special. I was delighted with the results of round 1, and hope to be part of future improvements (always room for improvement with cuisine - except for Smith & Wollensky's truffled macaroni & cheese, a true gift from the food gods). Afterwards, I played some more Punch Out! and was again unable to defeat Super Macho Man. I think I've lost my concentration, I'm not sure what's the matter.

I have so much more to say, and I should have probably linked some of these names and such to their respective blogs, or added pictures, or something, but honestly, I'm very tired. And the effing contractors are coming back in the morning at 9 AM to "work on the ceiling". I forgot to mention they ripped our bathroom apart on Saturday, informing me about 10 minutes ahead of time (fortunately I was on my way out to work and Sarah was going home), and left a nice mess for me to clean up. I can only hope they're as thoroughly messy and intrusive tomorrow, because that would make my day.

Who knows when the next time I'll post will be. I leave you with this picture of an advertisement from my fantasy baseball website. Who does this guy think he is? He looks like such a douche.




Julie, if you've read this far, remind me I need to tell you something about this blog post that some of my other readers might not appreciate or understand. If you haven't read this far, then you smell.