it doesn't take much...

... to get this girl drunk.
typing is hard right now, but i had to check my e-mail for work stuff.
for fun, i won't correct any mistypes here on out.

i remember a time back in college when i had a tloearance of a champion... in fact,i bet that time wasn't long ago, long after. A WHILE back, i remener hanging with the big dogs, drinking a beer or two a night and feeling nothing. it ws a bad time.

now, i'm in dallas,. dallas is pretty okay. iv'e never been here before, but me, lindberg, andf elwell just went to a steakhouse and had great dinners and glasses of whatnots. i had two glases, big glassses, of shiraz. oh boyu. boy. it was enought to put me out of my head.

this week has been hard. really hard emotionally, and i think now i'm the bad exapmle of what someone shouldnt do when they are feeling down, unless, of sourse, they are in check nd know this isn't how they usually deal with things. i don't usually do this, but thiws + being away gort ("for") a bit is a nice escape. and it is, just that, an escape.

i'lltalk more about what';s up veryt soon. proms.

for now, i'm home (home being the marriott), and things are swell. toimorrow we have a show to do for blue cross blue shield, and who knows whagt i'm even saying in it. i think some tongueoin-cheek nonsense about how they do things beter, but who really knows? i don't. corporate comedy, y'all! i son't even know what i'm supposed to know about this company romorrow.

romorrow.

i noticed that one.

before you think i'm drunker than ever, i should note that [people make a lot of typing errors anyway, when you don't correct them.

try it sometime.
throw cautsch to the wind!

g'night.