September 15, 99

TIPSY ME, LOVELY ME

Aw hell.

There truly is nothing like the little buzz you get when the alcohol kicks in. First, your ears start to lose sensitivity, then your nose feels numb. Then your smile spreads like a disease across your face and you can't help but feel ... happy.

It's not a bad thing after a hard day of work. It's not a bad thing after an easy day of work. What the hell. It's not a bad thing ANY frigging DAY of the week.

O boy.
I'm tipsy now. Wa-hoooo.

Lemme tell you something. I haven't been this crazy in ages. I guess you can say I'm sick and tired of being the little, boring, scared country mouse that I sometimes think I am. Argh.

This evening, as I was leaving the office, I saw the bar across the street teeming with people. Ah. It's finally open. And tonight's the launch party. Kewl. I'll grab a burger at McDo, then go home.

Thing is, as i ate the burger a thought kept bugging me: "You only live once." The hell with uncertainty. So what if I wasn't invited to the party?

I headed straight to the bar, and the registration table where I flashed them my press ID and signed the guestbook. So what if I didn't know a single soul in the room? The band was playing, (typical boring showband pop) and the drinks were flowing. My god. They were serving Vodka Tonics in 16 oz. glasses.I was MADE.... Grab a glass, sip the alcohol, listen to the band, look around.

Turns out I DID know some people from record companies. Chika-chika. Small talk. Whatever. We drink, we dance, no big deal. They leave. I stay a BIT longer and get me another whopper Vodka Tonic before taking a bus home.

As I walked to the highway, I was all smiles. Crazy. Spontaneity is good. So is vodka in 16 Oz. glasses. Whooopeeee!

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