All these holidays make me loose track of what day it is. I'm starting to thing that I might be better off just naming the day of the week by what sort of day it feels like. So, today is Sunday. Yesterday was Sunday as well. I'm guessing tomorrow will be Sunday as well. It gives the old phrase month of Sundays a whole new (and somewhat sinister) meaning.
Generally, a "Sunday" involves 2 parts bitterness, 4 parts tequila, and a lime. Add some Smashing Pumpkins (you can choose your own anger music, the Pumpkins just work for me) and try to stay off the road. I've been able to manage this last one lately through the use of taxis and drunken crawls around town. Although I had avoided taxis in the past, I decided to stop driving so much lately, due to several mornings of "where is my car" and "how did that happen to my car." Plus, I have a headlight and a taillight out, so it seems like a good idea not to drive.
Today, I for some reason agreed to meet with a client. This is always a negative, as I can't start really drinking until after the meeting. And god could I use a drink this morning. Instead, I'm stuck here drinking coffee and looking at the specimens that pass for humans these days. I'm already irritated by everything, and I haven't even begun drinking - I take this as a sign that I should lock myself in a closet tonight.
That's where I slept last night. Next time I move I really need to get a place with a bigger closet. Not too big, of course, as that would defeat the entire purpose of the closet. The closet at my current place is about three by three - four by four would be about perfect. I don't know if I would advise anyone else to do it, but it works for me.
The best part about drinking so much last night, I woke up and my cold was gone. It just takes some dedication. Blah, blah, blah, blah....
Anyway, some music. Today I'm working off the shuffle, so let's see what pops up.
Replacements - Valentine. I don't know why I picked this one today, if I had been able to drink before I wrote this it would be something else, like Answering Machine. Oh well. "If you were a pill, I'd take a handful at my will."
Elvis Costello - Clowntime is Over. Almost a dirge, and something I usually don't pick. Jealous lover by the waterfront? "He don't step back as expected, He's otherwise and unprotected." Aren't we all.
Beck - Beercan. Maybe I'm just projecting here. The song is nothing but great lines, so I'll just be lazy and pick the first. "Alcohol on my hands, I got plans to ditch myself and get outside ." Sounds like a good idea.
I'm a little to burned and flat to continue this without a drink. I'll probably be back later.