Sunday, November 20, 2005

Drunk Post #3

How sad is it htat it's only been 2 months since my lastr drunk post. BUt this time, I am legitimately messed up after only one stinkin' beer at 3am.

That's right: 3am. I got off of work about half an hour ago. "Jesus crap, Dan, why the piss were you at work until 2:30?" you may ask; well, thanks to a little tyke named Harry Potter we've got an 11:30pm show that doesn't get out until 2:20am. Oh, by the way, if you don't konw, I work as an assistant manager in a movei theatre ina hick town calle dArroyo Grande, California. Look it up--there's a lot of old people living there.

Anyway, Harry Potter was acutally quite tame this year. No protesters (I'm goingt to try and make a link here if I can in such a state) made it our way this time. Mabye Potter has finally achieved family happy ranks along side Bewitched. It otally spelled that right.

HOly pow, this aftger one friggin' beer. I swear this is the most messed up I've been when writing one ofh these drunk posts. Admittedly, I see the mistakes I tiype, but decide to not and go back to erase them. Today, however, I am quite wobbly. as you can see.

I've got 2 weeks left until finals, and I've got two 10 page term papers to write. To succincltly say, I' am thoroughly frightened. Why is it so difficult to even get started? Why is it so frightening? Is it vbecause there is a grade? Is it because I desire to impress? Why do I even worry about these things, a single paper isn't going to make or break either my college or professional careers. I just want to do well. I feel as though I'm a faker enough as it is. There are poeple in these classes o' mine htat are4 what I call "literary augurers" because it sounds like half the time the analyses and interpretations of the works we read could have been very well drawn fro mthe bloody entrails of a freshly deceased calf as it could be from thin air. I just feel soe damned out of place sometimes that I just want to walk away...again.

It's funny, too, because I find myself asking, um ,my self," Self, what would yo uconsider the dream life after college that could possibley be obtained?" honestly? This may sound incrediboly cheesy and stupid, but I wiould probably end up having to leave my beloved womb called California and move to a place wher ethere aren't many people. I wnat to be alone. Montana is a beautiful damned state. I would by a huge ranch (if I had the money) and just saddle up a horse (once I figured out how to do that), pack the saddle bags with the living essentials, a coupld of books, a notebook full of blank paper, and a few pens, and I'd wander aobut my private country for a few days ata time. Just reading and writing and thinking all by my damned self. That's what I want more htan anything else in the whole damned world. Can't I just do that? Why do I have to go through all this tension and stress and confusion? How long will it take for me to just be left alone by the people I don't care about and whom do not carea bout me?

Call me self-centered. But I would, of course, also hang out with my good friends. Spend as much time with them as possible. I would...

Don't lose our friends. My friends arelk and always have been the contraction that pumps my heart. I live with some great people right now. I respect them all and heartily hope that they realize how amazing they are as heroes of mine. I will write a story baout them someday.

Speaking of which, the Cal Poly Creative Writing contest hasn't come around yet. It usually drops on us during Fall quarter but, as I said earlier in the post, the fall wquarter is almost done. What the piss? I've got a story on the damned burner waiting to be accepted, but I guess it's been pushed back or something. I don't know.. I don't know a lot, come to think of it.

Read these:

-Motherless Brooklyn by Jonathan Lethem
-The SUn Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway
-Prometheus bound by Aeschylus

See these:

-Wallace and Gromit and the Curse of the Were-Rabbit
- The Jerk (I saw it for the first time today. Freakin' awesome)

Drink these:

-Molson Canadian (what ahs messed me up right now)
-Moosehead (my favorite beer)
-Water-it's good for you and better htan anything else. Don't drink soda

zthank you and good night.