vacation, days 11-19: winding down

ugh, not really a whole lot to report.

x-mas was brought in my traditional way: watching 24 hours of a christmas story on tbs and eating pizza. of course, the marathon ends at 7 p.m. so afterwards, went to hole in the wall, per x-mas usual. but hole in the wall unnerved me a little. it was kinda packed. and there was karaoke going on inside, and a honky-tonk band playing outside. and it's been a while since i've been there, and all my usual hot bartenders are gone, and that night, a new girl bartender i'm not familiar with was making my drinks. and they were weak. weak i say! so at 9, when i wasn't drunk yet, and the honky-tonk band started covering r.e.m., i decided it was time to break tradition and go to my bar mainstay: barflys. so off i went, and i was drunk within an hour there. then i came home, and here's the weird part. i met a guy online. and we were up texting until 5:30 a.m. that's all i'll say for now.

did absolutely nothing on the 26th. the 27th, went out for drinks with my texting guy. it went well. went out for drinks with leanne on the 28th when she got back from angleton. did squat on the 29th. had a fruitless trip to ikea with leanne on the 30th. later that night, went out for drinks with her, brandy, and april at hideout. twas fun. brandy made fun of me because i spent a good portion of the night texting with my texting guy. his dog that he's had for 13 years had to be put down the previous day, so i was trying my best to help him along, which in mando-talk is i was trying to distract him from the problem at hand. (it apparently worked that night, but seems to have backfired.)

new year's eve, i was planning on just staying in, watching dvds and not drinking because i've been drinking way too much lately and my body is kinda hating me. and that is how it started. but unfortunately, the dvds i decided to watch were season 1 of mad men. so i gave in and made a whiskey soda. and then another. and then another. and then before i knew it, season 1 was over, it was almost 11, and brandy was texting me to see if i was going to this party she had mentioned the night before. i said i was feeling misanthropic, she said how was that different than any other day, and i acquiesced and showed up to the party, which actually ended up being fun.

new year's day, well, the original plan was to go on a proper date with texting guy. that ... didn't turn out so much. as i mentioned, he had to put his dog down a couple of days prior. and he was kinda devastated by it. (when we went out for drinks, we brought up pets and he mentioned he's had his dog for 13 years and didn't know what he would do if she ever died. yeah. eerie foreshadowing, in hindsight.) anyway. i hadn't heard from him the day before, and when i hadn't heard from him by 5:30, i started freaking out a little and called leanne to talk it out. she said to give him some more time. so finally, around 7-ish, i texted him again, and he responded saying he wasn't up for it. completely understandable. but then i was feeling a little depressed about it, because i was really looking forward to a proper date, so leanne and i went drinking. le sigh.

and now it's friday, and i only have two more days of vacation. wah! i do not want to go back to work on monday. i don't. i've gotten used to going to sleep whenever i want, and waking up at noon, and not being stressed about work. and not having to drive to north fucking austin five to six days a week. gah.

so my only plans for today so far are going to austin books to pick up this week's new comics, read them, then come back and research fasts/cleansing, because i desperately need to get my body to like me again. i'm considering the one brandy was on not so long ago (lemon juice, maple syrup, cayene pepper thing). yup. that's it. and dreading going back to work.

ok, that's all for now. ta.