Monday, October 13, 2008

pondering the prairie

While hungover and watching TV yesterday this documentary came on and I was immediately riveted since I love old stuff and am especially fascinated by abandoned farmsteads. It was good, but I was a bit dissapointed in the lack of personalized stories regarding the farms, it was more a general history about the settling of the upper midwest and the rise and fall of farming culture. In any case it is crazy to imagine what it'd be like to be one of the first settlers on an expanse of prairie, especially an immigrant with very few material posessions. You just pick a spot of land and figure out how to make a shelter, I mean did they even have tent or something for the first week or two? It is just wild to think about.

So yeah, was pretty horrifically hungover yesterday. I'm finding my liver just can't take on the alcohol like it used to, it is getting old and worn and tired. Went to two parties Sat. evening and started off the night drinking some good but very sweet and alcoholic punch that did not start off the evening on a good foot. Then my companion/sober driver insisted upon refilling my cup so that she could walk by her ex-bf as many times as possible even though I didn't want anymore punch, I just wanted beer. Needless to say I was sufficiently lit by the time we got to to 2nd party where they had mostly run out of booze, except for some nasty cheap wine and peach bacardi. I proceeded to get sloppy drunk and found myself drinking a scavenged half empty (or half full if looking at it in a more positive light), warm bottle of finnegans. I remember feeling quite disgusted with myself yet I continued to drink it. Sign of an alcoholic?? Perhaps. I don't know if I made a huge ass of myself or, I'm sure I must have.

We are having a Halloween housewarming party. I'm aiming to be Boy George this year though if that falls through I still have my zombie costume from last year. I hope people show up.

Let's see...I have not gotten any part time employment that I have applied for, though I have at least had a couple of actual interviews which is a step in the right direction I suppose. I was pretty bummed about the coffee shop gig, it was so perfect.

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