delinquing as usual...

Goddamn, how dare I ever refer to myself as a blogger? Such inconstancy! And what precisely have I been doing to bring my life to new and thrilling heights as well as enriching myself and those around me? Um...well...now that you mention it...

One of the things that seemed of consequence to me about why I do this is so my poor partydrenched brain doesn't forget all the wonderful little things that have happened. And yet I go weeks without mention of these things. Does this lead my faithful public to the assumption that I am not doing anything interesting? Or that I cannot claw my way out of an eerily lit opium den? Interesting things have been happening nonetheless.

Did I tell you, for example, about seeing one of those flip-down LCD screens in someone's truck playing hardfuckingcore porno? Right behind me?

Or have I made mention of any of the plethora of psychics that seem to congregate around North Austin in the 35ish area? There's one in a rather massive house with a balcony on the second floor - sometimes a woman in a red shawl stands out there; watching, waiting....it also looks kind of like a whorehouse, which makes me wonder if the whole thing is a cover. I do know I will go there and have my cards read prior to my 25th birthday. And no, that is not a euphemism.

This was slated to be my massive weekend of going-out-ing - Friday night came and went with little aplomb, as I accidentally overdrank and decided I had to flee Austinist's free local music showcase at some new incarnation of the Velvet Spade (oops, oops). Last night I saw Kings of Leon at Emo's which fucking KILLED and was certainly the best show I've seen in months. Tonight, I was going to chance traffic and check out some freebies and afterparties, but I really don't think I can hack it...since I'm working the ACL Fesitval all day tomorrow in a very 'get up early' kind of way. Yikes. At least I'm going to get to see some shows for free on the pm - yaaaaaaaaaay!

Speaking of work, I'm trying to claw my way toward a rather substantial promotion. We'll see how that goes - more word on this as/if it develops.

Also, I think I'm pretty solidly oves my romantic foray. Seems like he probably is too (fatalism?) so at least no one's getting emotionally eviscerated over this turn of events. Need to actually talk to him about it. Or avoid it and him as long as possible, which ever is the path of least resistance.