I couldn't do it. I was almost at the Halloween party tonight and I decided against it. Why?
1) I'm old.
2) I worked today.
3) I have work at 11 AM tomorrow morning and I need my rest because I'm old.
4) I wasn't in costume.
5) I couldn't find a parking spot.
6) I shit blood today....possibly a reaction to what I ate, possibly cancer of the stomach.
7) I am officially manic depressive with anxiety disorder on top.
8) I've been to a million parties and they are all the same.
9) I called ahead to survey the scene and was provided the following quote, "I haven't been upstairs in an hour, but last time I was it was weak"
10) I'm fucking lame.
In other news, my brother Mike managed to purchase a house on his own like a grown up. After all the build up, my involvement in the ownership of the "new house" wasn't necessary. However, at this time I'm officially a border in his Germantown oasis come the winter. The word came in today and I couldn't be more thrilled for the kid. Living in his Dad's basement with his wife and 2 year old has driven him almost to the verge of delirium. It will be nice to have him back amongst the living.
Scratch that bit above. Old Mike realized he was buying a house in the middle of the ghetto and withdrew his offer on the house. Yikes! I thought trying to get laid took a lot of energy....it doesn't compare to trying to buy a house.
And finally, I managed to hook up those $10 speakers I bought to my IPOD at work for after 8 PM listening pleasure. My battery died tonight at around 10:30, but at least I know they work and it makes work a little more tolerable listening to some tunes. Again...read the title of this post....I told you so.
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