03/28/2004: "Blown"Listening to: Morrissey - "Southpaw Grammar"
Current mood: hung over
Well, once again it's sunday afternoon and let's face facts, the weekend's blown. Not that it really matters, I basically had an extended spring break last week. Lynnea came down for a couple of days and we had fun running around going to the zoo and eating out and that sort of thing. So really, the week after my spring break was way more enjoyable than my actual one, go figure. Of course Lynnea leaving on wednesday was cause for all sorts of melancholy and depression and the like, but that comes with the territory I suppose.
What I'm currently doing is sitting here listening to Morrissey (yes, I like Morrissey) and nursing another undeserved hangover. I can't figure out these hangovers that I get without feeling the slightest hint of drunkeness the night before. They're simply unfair. I think I must occasionally go days without drinking water and not notice it. (hmm... if a camel were to get drunk... would he keep the booze in his hump and just be drunk for months? what the hell am I talking about?)
As a side note though, Old Peculier is a really good beer. To my not terribly beer educated mind it falls somewhere between a strong ale and a cream porter. To borrow a phrase... "it's boo-snickety good!" Alright... I guess this post is going absolutely nowhere. I'll try to post again with something intelligent sometime before next weekend. Empahsis on try.