plasticfangs

To summarize my day thus far:

-Three hours of sleep
-At work, drunk
-the events of the previous night coming back to me in embarrassing clarity
-Jonathan Richman on the CD player (how can you not love Jonathan Richman? It's impossible)

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Last night I was told that I was "the most beautiful person in the whole room", by a lovely older woman, whose husband was standing directly behind her. I thanked her and ran away. Then some very drunk girl asked if wanted to "pee with her", and locked the door to the men's room. Once again, I thanked her for the offer , and then ran away. I'm really bad with compliments.

But then to keep my ego in check, some girl called me a "clown", for reasons I'm still unsure of (at this point I was so inebriated, it could have been for alot of things, I'm sure).
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My weekend was decent. Met up with some old high-school friends for my friend Stacey's birthdays. We spent the night catching up, drinking rum punch, smoking out (everyone but me), and reminicsing about "the old days". I saw pictures of myself with an ugly Ethan Hawk-esque goatee and blonde hair (!!!)...terrible. But otherwise, it was a nice evening.

The rest was spent drunk, or recovering from being drunk. That sounds worse than it was, I promise...

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Anyone who is a fan of silent-era cinema, the work of David Lynch or Jean-Pierre Jeunet, or just plain interesting films, go watch "The Saddest Music In The World" if you have not yet seen it.

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So...what did you asked Santa for?