four shots
Sep. 26th, 2004 02:04 amThere was a party at the Chaos Ranch (where
nickjong previously lived). I went to it, and had a grand time. From this grand time I learned three things:
1) I wish I could live my whole life four shots in. All the fear is gone, but there's enough of the intellect and intuition left to see clearly and still be reasonably courteous. Damn, despite the fact that I must have sounded like a drunken fool, things made sense, and I was comfortable, and I could actually do and say things without being horrifically paralyzed by the infinite monstrosities that might result.
2) Don't try to fix your glasses while you're drunk, especially when they're old and about to break anyway.
3) There are no single women in Austin, Texas. Anywhere. Ever. But at least I had conceded to that fact before I jumped into the hot tub.
Fin.
1) I wish I could live my whole life four shots in. All the fear is gone, but there's enough of the intellect and intuition left to see clearly and still be reasonably courteous. Damn, despite the fact that I must have sounded like a drunken fool, things made sense, and I was comfortable, and I could actually do and say things without being horrifically paralyzed by the infinite monstrosities that might result.
2) Don't try to fix your glasses while you're drunk, especially when they're old and about to break anyway.
3) There are no single women in Austin, Texas. Anywhere. Ever. But at least I had conceded to that fact before I jumped into the hot tub.
Fin.