No posts since last Tuesday? Jeebus.
Lots and lots of stuff going on at work, mostly bad, but there’s a glimmer of possibility about some major fireworks in the next few weeks. The days are flying, though. I like that it’s busy so that I don’t have time to whine, bitch, or moan.
The Gay and Lesbian literature class is fun. I should have finished Quentin Crisp’s “The Naked Civil Servant” by now, but it’s so goddamn depressing/repressive and he’s so completely self absorbed that it makes me want to find a tall bridge and fling myself into oblivion. The other book I’m reading (I have been known to read five or six books at the same time) is Rita Mae Brown’s “Rubyfruit Jungle,” which I am speeding through like a freight train. I love it. The narrative is quick, the main protagonist (Molly) is spit-fire smart and sassy, and there are moments where I laugh out loud. Another habit is to write notes of the major themes or highlights in the margins, and Brown’s book is covered. Crisp’s book? I have lots of “shoot me now” moments.
This past weekend? Birthday party for one of Scott’s co-workers. We had a blast, and I drank four endless glasses of wine. I’m really trying to get my endurance back up because it’s so embarrassing to drink like a wuss. Besides, if I’m doing a national conference next March, I HAVE to prepare myself now, because there WILL be drinking each night. So – birthday party. Faboo. Scott has wonderful co-workers.
After that party, we stopped by a square dancing dance. Other local clubs attended. The caller was from Canada. Not much participation from the local straight clubs, which was unusual. I was still feeling mighty fine… okay, I was still drunk… so I didn’t dance at all – just socialized for a bit then we headed home. I may have chatted with folks online and tried to play Guild Wars, but if I did, I’m sure I was a mess.
Someone send me an email and slap me upside the head the next time I forget about blogging and the internets, okay?
September 17, 2007 at 5:22 am
Of course Molly is a smart and sassy spitfire. That’s what the Gospel of Joseph Smith does for you.
Ramiumptum,
Molly the Mormon
September 17, 2007 at 3:38 pm
I would never slap you upside the head. Unless you truly deserved it.
September 17, 2007 at 4:10 pm
No violent, no I could never slap you. And I haven’t blogged in a long while, I need to fix that. Nope no slapping.
September 17, 2007 at 11:15 pm
I am definitely NOT one to slap you for not blogging as I went for more than a week without posting. Just hugs and kisses from me.
Yes, you were logged in to GW, but I never saw your player actually do anything but sit on the ground. You were fun to chat with, though!
September 19, 2007 at 6:58 pm
Sid – when you say “…so completely self absorbed…”, what exactly do you mean by that? I’d like a working definition of what self-absorbed (especially to the point of inadvertently making people suicidal) is. Because I’m worried I’m THAT self-absorbed but no one’s telling me. You’d tell me, right?
Also, I’d never slap you. Unless you liked it.
September 24, 2007 at 9:00 pm
I think you’re putting too much stock into this alcohol tolerance thing. Really. Hardly anyone is gonna notice but you. A pickled liver at age 45 is hardly worth it. And hangovers. Enough said there.
If you’re that self-conscious, just make sure you’re seen always with a drink and just space it out. Coordinate a fresh round with one (of many) of another’s round refresh. Lots of small things you can do to help with the self-conscious part. Seriously, very few, if any, will notice, especially as the night wears on and people stop noticing things like walls, doors, toilet seats, and urinals.
Personally, I *hate* the feeling of being drunk. I like a light, socially lubricating buzz, but when it goes beyond that, I’m just not having a good time anymore. Not everybody is the same, I guess.
Party on! (And yes, I had to bring lubrication into the discussion some how, just for you)