Last night a group of us went to this ridiculous thing called a Werstfest. The results of this night can be seen in my shame, and the accomplishment of 1) Getting Sick and 2) Not driving. Once again, I felt as though I didn’t live in Austin, but instead a wonderland where nothing is wrong and no one gets offended by the things I do and say. On second thought…maybe that is Austin.
“AHhhhhIM SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Jesus!!! #*&@#” – Human Civilization
I think probably the funniest thing that happens as you proceed to simultaneously lose all ability to make sense and create a system of hysteria and blind fear in the people around you, is that you actually think everyone is listening to you. When in fact, they are so terrified that all they can do is smile.
I really wish tomorrow wasn’t the starting of an entire span of time separating present me from the future me having so much fun on future Friday night. But if future me is for some reason dead, then I can wait. Still, none of that takes away from the fact that tomorrow is Monday.
Some of the worst hangovers I’ve ever had were due to severe dehydration — and my brain pulling away from its lining. I wanted death, I can actually remember wishing I was unalive. The only thing that worked was benadryl + ibuprofen+ no noise + 7 hours of deep REM sleep. UGh…
And when you’re drunk you end up doing things that you would never do in real-life. It’s this distinction between reality and drunkenness that makes life worth investigating. When our ancestors would eat fermented fruit and then say something really offensive to their neighbor, guess who got clubbed? It’s just comforting to know I’m not the only one.
Sometimes I think, why wasn’t I born into little leather kid boots wearing family with a thick Irish background, and a half-sober father who always wore riding gloves whenever we hung out? It’s shit like this that makes me want to get married to an Irish woman and have 4 children and name them all the same name.
“What I am actually doing VS. What I should be doing”
A list of things I should be doing today: studying, writing reports, working on my ideas for a major research paper, reading (so ..much..reading), cleaning my house, and doing laundry.
This picture is not helping my hangover, and it probably won’t help yours either but I put it here to remind us all that one day we can live in a world without hangovers, painful animations of folk musicians, Scarlett Johansson’s musical efforts, Fox News, and oppressing class systems. One day we’ll all be free of this site too.
