50/50

I'm like at a 50/50 level of going to fay this weekend for bikes blues and bbq. also known as beer, bud, and bitches. or wait maybe thats something else. i cant remember. i ahvent been in years. i have a place to stay, on dickson st... literally. i just fucking hate driving. is the drive and inability to get any work done this weekend worth the fun i'll have. i'm not sure. i have an hour to decide.

yea, i'm gonna try this.

my old blog.

i just read some of my old blog. i keep it around because one day i want to look back at it and laugh when i remember shit that i will have otherwise forgotten. i even posted about that specific topic. i totally was true.... old post titled "i just got back":

from florida that is. had an amazing time. spent a week after that with my family. my grandma is sick, and my mom is basically taking care of her as if she were a big old baby. it makes me sad. sad for my grandma and for my mother having to take care of her. it shouldnt be my mom's job. she should be allowed to enjoy her retirement. after all, she did work hard to allow me to enjoy my youth. now she should be able to enjoy her oldness.

i'm going to use more line breaks, because big paragraphs are intimidating, according to luke. anyway, i'm back in fayetteville, about to being a job search. i need to get one of those right after college jobs. ya know the kind, the monday through friday nine to five no weekends extended holidays kind. my blog has again been neglected. hell, i doubt anyone still even reads this. nonetheless, its for me. one day after i've forgotten all about a lot of shit i'll go back and read this and remember something funny/exciting/awesome and it will be all worth it.
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see, totally worth it. grandma is gone now. almost a year. mom seems at peace with it. but will always be sad. i'm glad that stress of her life has ended and she can enjoy her remaining years before the alzheimers (sp?) sets in and she can't remember shit. it is inevitable that the women in my family lose their minds, and the men have heart attacks at an early age. fuck, im sad now.

entertainment value

im an asshole. i've always known that. i've been one for as long as i could speak and formulate complex thoughts. however, lately i've discovered my assholish ways are very beneficial for sending emails over the lawschool listserv. i enjoy this. i dont even know these people, nor have any reason for being a dick. it is purely for my own fucked up entertainment. i love it

so, either im really fucking hungover

or i have swine flu

yesterday i drank from 2-6, and had a lot of beer.
then i went to class from 7-9, then back to the bar and had a big whiskey drink. then i stayed awake hanging with this chick until 130 or so, went home feeling fine, but tired. this morning i wake up and feel like total shit. if i have swine flu, i swear im giving it to EVERYONE. thats right, EVERYONE.

im curious

if anyone i know is still reading this blog. it hasnt been updated in so long. well, at least not regularily. so, if someone is reading it. feel free to let me know.

im having a slight case of de ja voux

sometimes things in life happen and you think to yourself, wtf, havent i done this before? sometimes the answer seems like yes. but you know what? i just do it anyway. we fall so we can get back up and try again.

i think i like blogspot better.

thats why i havent posted any updates on the new wordpress blog. it will be deleted soon. i'm in the process of merging all the 5 posts i made there over here, and i'm going to use this blog again.