So about this beer I am fixing to go drink with a Paper and an Annotated Bibliography to write...

So I am guess I am fixing to go drink this beer...again. I think I am definitely operating within the realm of "functioning alcoholism." I know I need to write but yet I am like, "so about this alleged beer..." I blame this all on J. He is the root of my alcoholism. I had all but quit drinking before that fateful night before a quasi academic get together in Paris when he casually mentioned that, "a few of us are meeting at Molina's for a dinner and few drinks before said quasi academic meeting." Yeah, if by dinner you mean "Dinner" as in "I had 9 pitchers of beer for dinner" or "Food? No thank you, sir. I prefer to drink my dinner." 8 hours and 59 drinks later I had officially reentered the world of binge drinking.

While I do enjoy drinking more than any other past time other than sex, I do wish I could simply "have a few drinks." However, as a certain super prof so eloquently pointed out the other night, "with this group there is no such thing as "casual drinking." I do not have the ability to drink a beer and then stop. It is not that I am a raging alcoholic. It is that when ever our little crew starts drinking it always seems to lead to a blow out type party. Regardless of what you may think, these types of parties are ALWAYS fun. So when we start drinking I always have fun and thus the inability to say, "No, I do not wish to partake in your alcohol induced revelry." I mean if you don't like to party then, honestly, you need to get the hell off the Earth.

I originally started writing this post yesterday, and picked it up today after I went out and drank like 25 beers. NOT A GOOD IDEA. I feel like total arse today and I was very much unproductive. Not a good time. I am going to have to really hunker down tomorrow to get both of my papers done. I will get them done, but the fact that I put them off constantly to have a good time is problematic. I think I am going to have to set down over the break and reflect on my habits. Some of them may be impeding my ability to have a healthy career.

Well...Fuck.

Operation: DoucheBlog was a resounding failure. I blame this all on A Train. Her non committal turned out to be fatal. Plus she likes the Dixie Chicks. 'Nuff said. Anyway, my blog is back on. I like blogging, and as much as I want Little E and J Rod to start blogging again, I can no longer postpone the blog.

First Item,



I love Jagermeister. There is not really a story to go with this. I just wanted to point out my affinity for said Alcohol. Especially Jagerbombs. They maybe the devil.

Second item,

Check this out. I don't care what anyone says. I would hit it.

Third,

I am sad that Jevan Snead decided to Transfer. I honestly think he will be a better QB than McCoy. He ran the zone read with much more confidence, and was only a true freshman. Another Spring in the system and I think he would have beaten McCoy out for the job. I hope he decides to transfer to Louisville like I am hearing. I think that would be a perfect fit. Coach Petrino would find innovative ways to utilize both his arm and his running ability. I wish him all the luck, and thank him for his time with the Horns.

Fourth,

Anyone looking for an adjunct? Have comp will travel. I just found out today that my schedule at Commerce is incompatible with the openings at Westwood. I think I have something lined up at TCC though. If I can login to the damn HR website. I need to call them about that.

Lastly,

I blew up the paper in English 506. Not bad for roughly six hours worth of work, and I stayed out late the night before playing beer pong. I also went and got trashed at the Goose's show on Tuesday night. It forced me to write 17 and 1/2 pages in about 6-8 hours spread out over two days. I had a feeling I was going to get B'd but I should have known better. I got an A on the paper, and for the class provided I show up, and present next week, and participate in discussion the next two weeks. I am awesome.

GOOD TIMES, GOOD TIMES...