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More or less recovered today, although a bit headachey. But that often happens from just sleeping in an uncomfortable position. Guess I should get me one o' them special-shaped pillows. (*)

I found myself contemplating the memory of the very first time I drank too much beer. It was in college, when I didn't even particularly like beer. For some reason I chose to go to a hippie party in a local cornfield sponsored by the coed hippie "frat" and like-minded groups from other northern Ohio liberal arts colleges. For ten bucks you could drink as much un-brand beer as you liked from a sort of tanker truck. I had a McDonald's SuperSize cup with me and filled it at least six times. Some terrible bands were playing on a temporary stage. There weren't enough port-a-potties and so people were wandering into the corn to pee, although you had to be careful not to step on the people having sex, which might have been vaguely titillating, I suppose, were my vision not too blurry to make out the making-out.

I think on the whole I didn't have fun that night, and I had to work in
the brightly-lit dining hall serving squishy scrambled eggs to people the next morning.

Anyway. Flogging Molly show tonight at the Roxy. Probably won't have a beer there, though, nor for a few days at least. Must figure out what to wear. I don't want to be a poser punk or anything. (**) I dread the opening act, which [livejournal.com profile] heatray has warned me will suck like a great sucking thing. To that end I shall call the club to see if I can find out exactly when the headliners will be on, and then J. and I can linger over our cheap and tasty Vietnamese sandwiches that we intend to purchase before the show.

Finally, I ended up watching some of "Charmed" last night for the first time ever. It was slightly better than I feared, but only just. The reason I saw it at all is that we turned on the telly to watch "Angel," but had forgotten all about the turn-back-the-clock thing.

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(*) You know, the anatomically correct ones.
(**) At Religious Sex in NYC last weekend there was an overpriced, pre-ripped, pre-safety-pinned white t-shirt pre-printed with the "Circle A" symbol. How lazy do you have to be?

cheap and tasty Vietnamese sandwiches

Date: 2002-10-28 09:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] photiq.livejournal.com
Mmm, banh mi thit. So yummy. Where do you like to get them from?

Re: cheap and tasty Vietnamese sandwiches

Date: 2002-10-28 01:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quislibet.livejournal.com
I don't know exactly -- it's a grocery store of some sort in Chinatown with a sandwich counter inside (I think the store is named after the street it's on, but the sandwich counter has a separate name). I haven't actually been there, myself; J. found the place once recently and bought us some sandwiches which she brought home.

I'll pay attention to where it is in a few hours after I meet up with J. and we walk over there...

Date: 2002-10-28 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quislibet.livejournal.com
I'm not trying to help the headache, but hinder it.

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