April 9, 2005


Bored and drunk... bad combination.

I really miss talking to certain people sometimes. There was someone who I used to MSN with more than a year ago who I sometimes think about now because there are occasions where it only seems appropriate to message a certain someone. These occasions are when I'm drunk and my friends have all left.

This was a person such that we messaged each other when especially bored or especially drunk. My favourite thing was messaging about random songs I was listening to. She usually downloaded the ones I talked about too. When you're drunk, you don't necessarily care about what songs you tell the world about, but then the next day they tell you that, hey, that song you mentioned, it's really badass.

What a nice thing to know, that you're a fucking genius when you're intoxicated. If I'm a genius when I'm intoxicated, imagine what I'm like when I'm sober but just communicating liberally rather than second-guessing myself all the time?

Strangely, I still second-guess myself even when I'm a bit drunk. There are some people I can't message when I'm drunk because I don't think they'd enjoy it. Right now I tried messaging Jessica, but she didn't respond. I'm sure some people enjoy receiving drunken MSNs as much as I enjoyed receiving them from others back in the day. Right now I don't think any of those kinds of people are available.


I made some comment as Brian and Adam and Jesse were leaving that sleep is for weenies (or some other vaguely insulting term, I forget), and Adam said, "this from the guy who can go to sleep in 5 minutes". I found that a bit hurtful, and I said something along the lines of, "Pfah, I won't go to sleep until 6 AM". Brian and Adam said they're expecting an ICQ from me at 6:00 AM now and every ten minutes until then. Assfucker McArtstudent said I could probably just write a program to do that and I made an ineffective retort as he was on his way out.

I dunno. I can't really program well, and that wouldn't be easily possible. Even if I did program it, all of the requisite emails wouldn't contain as much awesomeness as I could write in a single email myself. Let's see, it's 2:23 AM, so that leaves 22 intervals of 10 minutes until 6 AM. I think. I could include a lot of awesome, certainly more than some cold, unfeeling 22 emails. This single text file is awesome.


It started as a rant about the people I miss typing to... and now it's garbage. That's utterly awesome.
I became fascinated with the idea of typing while drunk back in my #Squareville! on DAL days... there were a couple of people who would come online drunk and it would be a good time for everyone involved. In particular, one guy came on and said some seriously screwed-up business, and this was before I ever drank. I found it kind of interesting, like a magical thing I felt I should experience some day.

Y'know how Carey Grant was a serious LSD addict? It's neat like that. Only I don't think I'd like to do LSD.
I guess that's why I felt I should drink when I started back in first year. Because it was something still taboo, still used to contact a part of myself I was unfamiliar with, but for some reason it is considered socially acceptable.

I don't usually type while drunk... it usually ends up being really stupid. Or the wrong people are on, and they start serious conversations, or ignore me. Whaddya gonna do?
I miss the right people for this kind of thing. Right now I have a lot of good friends, but it seems like I should have a few good friends for all purposes. Right now I don't have someone to type drunkenly too. Instead I'm doing this, and it's just not as fun as it was back a little over a year ago.

I never really thought I could miss this person so much, that's for sure.
There are a few people I'd love to chat with now, but they just aren't online. It makes me sad.


Being drunk at 2:30 AM without friends around sucks. I can't play Mah Jongg or Minesweeper because I keep getting pissed off when I can't win... and yet, I feel some degree of... waste... in wanting to go to sleep.
Plus I want to stay up until 6 AM to spite Brian and Adam!! I probably won't though.


I readded some people whom I don't even really like to my MSN just to see what happens. Even they aren't online. Today must be a 10 or some dumb crap like that.
Well, it's 2:34 AM... I'm probably just going to go to fucking sleep. Ain't got nothing else to do.



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