10.21.2004
Uhhh...I can't come in today...I like, bruised my spleen. Yeah.
Well now...what hasn't gone on since the last time I wrote?
Well, to start...I came down with a freak "kidney infection" on Tuesday afternoon. The pain was so unbearable that I had to call into work and immediately get out to nature and drink lots of beer.
The impromptu camping went down out at Pace Bend park on Tuesday night...after a small white lie was told to get out of work...and it ended up being well worth it. Lots-o-fun was had. I met some really cool people and laughed non-stop for a good 6 hours. What can I say? The bartender thing is looking better everyday!
And then yesterday, running on about 3 hours of sleep and 11 Modelo Especials from the night before...I was extremely fucking fortunate to be snuck into the sold out Pixies show! Did I mention that they're one of the greatest rock bands EVER? Really? Because they're one of the greatest rock bands EVER! The guy who let me in was very cool about it...seeing that he barely knows me...I owe him plenty-a-beer.
So, I think I have this thing called "work" tonight. I hear it's what people do to make money and think I'm running out of this strange monetary paper quickly.
Well, to start...I came down with a freak "kidney infection" on Tuesday afternoon. The pain was so unbearable that I had to call into work and immediately get out to nature and drink lots of beer.
The impromptu camping went down out at Pace Bend park on Tuesday night...after a small white lie was told to get out of work...and it ended up being well worth it. Lots-o-fun was had. I met some really cool people and laughed non-stop for a good 6 hours. What can I say? The bartender thing is looking better everyday!
And then yesterday, running on about 3 hours of sleep and 11 Modelo Especials from the night before...I was extremely fucking fortunate to be snuck into the sold out Pixies show! Did I mention that they're one of the greatest rock bands EVER? Really? Because they're one of the greatest rock bands EVER! The guy who let me in was very cool about it...seeing that he barely knows me...I owe him plenty-a-beer.
So, I think I have this thing called "work" tonight. I hear it's what people do to make money and think I'm running out of this strange monetary paper quickly.


