2005-11-01 - 5:10 p.m.
So, I got sick this weekend and I have all this goo floating through my head. I suppose the jury's still out as to whether my ailment is the direct result of allergic reaction or just plain sickness and crapola floating through the autumn air. I know that you'd prefer to spend a substantial amount of time thinking about it, so go to....
I had a fairly decent Halloween. I dressed up, I got drunk, I ate soup, I danced with Courtney. It was a pretty standard holiday. It's cold outside so I have two desired scenarios for the evening ahead, two situations that will make me feel at home and happy:
1. I would like to drink bourbon and listen to old Rancid cds. Preferably in the Deadwood.
2. I would like to watch the animated Hobbit and eat Bob's candy canes dunked in a mug of hot cider.
I'm pretty sure I'll see neither of these pan out in the near future. Instead I'll go home to my sparsely furnished shared apartment and drink some wine, eat salad, and watch some old episodes of Carnivale. It's not quite holiday-time yet.
