| Thursday, December 30th, 1999
Tori Amos Vodka Mix 0404 Heh, file not found error! SO this is to suffice for the last entry ending in 1999, the "millenium" as most call it. By this time tomorrow I will be about halfway to Philadelphia where I hitch my connecting train. Death, doom, and apocolypse awaits me in Times Square or so everyone I have talked to believes. Terrorists, guns, whips, chains, drugs, knives, sex, blood, rioting...all that shabang. We shall see. Personally I'm half inclined to believe it. If something will happen...NYC is one of the if not THE most likely place for it... This disc...I made it today, rarities and live material. good shit. I watched Deep Impact just now...good movie, started itself off a bit slow but...found it oddly appropriate given the Y2k portents of the END. I can honestly say the movie had me blinking back some serious tears...especially the part where Leo finally finds Sarah and Sarah's mom thrusts the baby at her... So my life as of late...Christmas was absolutely wonderful. Katrina was beautiful and cute as a button--she's stringing words together to form intelligible sentences now and is developing her personality through words and actions...going potty on the toilet. Getting herself into all sorts of mischief. She was much more receptive towards me this time over October's visit too... Justine still hasn't gotten very big, although she's past the morning sickness and most of the "tired" all the time bits...She's happy as a clam and life is all well. Ron is...well, Ron--not too much has changed there. He's been painting the house and it's looks wonderful. Mom and Dad are both doing quite well themselves. Mom was, as always, excited to see me and spend the holiday with me. She called sick into work even though she was really supposed to come in...She's finally come around to the attitude Dad and I have had towards work for years--namely that the company isn't owed jack shit... While I was there, I delved into my "storage closet" and copied down the info on my favorite word...i'll post more next year--probably scan my chicken scratch notes... Work has been light as of late--the unit was on half day
schedule due to the holidays so I've had a lot of free time--mostly spent
with Sound Forge or Wavelab (sound editing programs) doing audio.
Dan's girlfriend Kelly came down from PA (yes they are officially *dating*
now--more on that next years as well) with a friend of hers so we hung
out monday and drank...that got ugly as I had far too much to drink but
managed to be stupid enough to drive home...that isn't something I'm very
proud of and it just gives me another reason to slow my drinking down.
In the course of maybe five hours I had at least fifteen drinks...probably
much MUCH more alcohol than that but I can't even begin to count past that...There
was four or five shots worth of Dickell before we got to Taisho where I
had two more shots of some vodka/peach schnapps/? concoction called a ninja
shooter plus a bottle of sake with dinner which was four more shots...then
more dickell back at the girls hotel room plus a beer or two.
Tuesday I had a "not complete death defying" hangover but I was not feeling happy that's for sure--thank god no headache or nausea though...i was mainly just angry and upset. I told my boss I had personal problems to work out...he was concerned about why i wasn't at the gym in the morning--I've started meeting him and SFC Delong at 0530 to workout...We didn't have much work to do so after getting it all done SSG Wade let me go at 0930. I spent the rest of the day sleeping or screwing around on the pooter. Beal left to spend some time with his son in Ohio so i've had the room to myself since about 1300 now...Spent a few hours with Dan, Kelly, and Laura before they left for PA--got my keys and flannel I'd left behind Monday, and apologized for my actions--i felt really bad about getting so fucked up and making an ass of myself throughout the course of the evening. It wasn't bad until we started playing Asshole (drinking card game)... I have a paper entry from the 22nd..I just remembered it...i'll transcribe that next year...so many things to do next year it seems. Plus I gotta create a 00 folder now i guess...minor thing there. Wow the journal has seen three years now... It's 0446 and I've said my piece, and had my peace. good night. next time it'll be 2000. Perhaps I'll stop being so Faulknerian in my journal structures. This one wasn't too bad I think...
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