Headaches

I just got home from seeing Knocked Up with Sid and Cahak and I'm drinking the Minnesota Vikings' leftover Tequila. Apparently, Cahak gets their leavings after they're done with the limos he books for them. They can't have half full bottles of booze in the limos. The Vikings demand shit to be sealed. I probably would, too. It's good stuff, the liquor. Only the best I suppose. It's funny, I used to worship the Vikings growing up. And I didn't even live in Minnesota. Now I could give a shit and they're indirectly getting me drunk. Well, drunker. Go Vikings.

So it was a good day. I bought my sister and father birthday presents on amazon and had them delivered to their homes and I shipped out my brother-in-law's birthday present, a first edition P.G. Wodehouse novel that was released on his 90th birthday (not Wodehouse's, my bro-in-law's, I think he's 36). The irony is that today was my brother Andy's birthday and I completely forgot to call him. Just as well, the 3 presents I sent out today were all mass belated, though I did have several reminders today to call my brother. Apparently, shit was going down and I was too busy. Christ.

But yeah, Knocked Up, I enjoyed. I don't know if I have much else to say about it at this point. I thought all on the drive home that the first I would do is get to my computer and sit down and starting typing. Wasn't so much the case. Decided to have a bit more to drink. I'm headed to the farmer's market in the morning with the girlfriend. We didn't really talk today. That's kind of weird. Well, we did, but for just a little bit on the phone when I was at Taco Bell with Sid and Cahak before the movie. I was probably a dick, I can't quite remember.

I completely forgot about the frozen grapes I put in this mug of coke and tequila. I can't remember if I planned on being fancy when I put those in there, but I definitely feel that way now.

I'm making a mix c.d. for the girlfriend. Just ran out to my car to get my c.d. booklet. I'll probably be posting the track list soon. So epic. Would I be an asshole if I entitled it "change your life"? Almost assuredly. But these are all tunes that are changing my scope of everything (no more drunk blogging). So it's good to change your life. And don't worry, Astro Zombies is making the cut. It's a good transition from Neutral Milk Hotel. 100%.

I keep thinking about the relationships and encounters I've had throughout my days and I'm continually comparing what is going on now with all that is in the past, thinking about all the ideals I used to hope for and those that I'm still holding onto. This is dumb. Goodnight.