Ah, yes… finally. I was waiting for someone to write this. At any rate, if I would have had all these various philosophies and schools of thought at my fingertips while watching the flick, I would have enjoyed it a lot more.
trying to get some changes happening… not the least being the same stuff i’ve been working on, physical situation, diet, smoking…
looking at changing the basic way slender fungus has been structured and worked…
looking at moving into a new place, just to shake things up and get a different environment / mood around us…
really working on outside projects and getting them going just for the fun and joy of it, in theory anyways…
whatever. it’s all balderdash but it’s better than just sitting here and saying things are going to be the same forever until i die.
I’m sure it’s just related to the severe overindulgance of the bday party, but 30 had felt like shit so far. I’m sort of recovered, I think. Gotta get back into the yoga/bike/gym thing today just to feel decent.
Friday - my actual birthday - was spent recuperating, writing thank yous, etc… a nice dinner with Wendy and John Dehais before he took off for North Carolina or whatever, rented two movies and sacked out.
Saturday we were invited to Brian Blondell’s “white trash” bbq in honor of his birthday. Wendy outdid herself with her outfit; mine wasn’t all the shabby either. I’ll get pics from Wendy shortly and put up a little birthday weekend gallery. Had a few beers, some mac and cheese and wings… then took off to visit the parents briefly. Had some chocolate cake, got a george foreman grill (which would have worked perfectly at the BBQ…) and then headed back up home… I was pretty damn tired, but keen on dropping back off at the white trash BBQ to see how it developed. Alas, we had another commitment and headed off to Heather’s “wig” party. Frankly, I can only do one theme a day, so I kept the white trash outfit on… Wendy, however, opted to do the goth queen and kicked ass. She does have a pic on her site already, I believe.
So here we are on Sunday… Wendy’s off running around the venice art festival with Anna, while I’m chilling at home. Got a few emails to catch up on, some organizing since work is bearing down, and generally cleaning up and putting away all the thoughtful gifts people gave me.
Going to start working on music today - feel a bit of a new lease on life now that I’m 30 and it’s time to start kicking some ass. First, though, gotta organize a few playlists on the new iPod!
head hurts. not due to the diver i apparently took at finn mccools. i don’t remember that at all, but i do have a wound on my FACE. christ.
will type more later. fun night. wish it would have been someone else’s birthday so i wouldn’t have had to drink so much. i’m really, really wrecked today.
It’s 8:50; Wendy is currently at the bowling alley decorating it or something like that. She’s sending someone to pick me up in 10 minutes or so… this should be a great night, lots of fun, tons of friends… unfortunately, given a few minutes alone I’ve had to contemplate the fact that I’m now 30. So I put in the Cure and now I’m getting grumpy.
Nothing a few vodka tonics won’t sort out, I’m sure.
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