Well it was a long but overall great weekend.

Christening went well.

More on all of that later.

Just posted to Craigslist ... hopefully someday soon I'll get an e-mail from somebody who wants to get some music going as much as I do... thought things were working out well with etheracide, but it appears they've gone another direction and I couldn't be happier for them. C-M, Chad, and Brian are incredibly talented, and I wish all the best to them, so I hope nobody gets me wrong as far as that goes.

But right now, I am way too tired, and I need sleep.. time to hook up ye ol' sleeping machine.

And no that isn't a euphemism, I need a machine to sleep or else I die... HOORAY!!!!

Love,
Chris

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Oh man.

So I'm heading up to Massachusetts tomorrow with my father and brother for the Christening (which is Sunday).

So here's what I can expect from this weekend:

-Seeing family that I haven't seen in two years, which includes about 10 Aunts and Uncles and about 20 cousins.

-Seeing my last surviving grandparent, my dad's mother. Sweet lady.

-Going to my brother Bob's house about once a day to see the kids.

I love going to Bob's house. I don't get to see him all that often so it's good to go up there and see exactly what an absolute success story looks like. Bob had cancer at a very young age, and after fighting through that (he still walks with a limp, 20 years later) he has gone on to be a huge success. He is the head of Physical Therapy at a major Boston Hospital, he has a beautiful wife and two beautiful kids, not to mention a kick-ass somehow friendly pitbull. Not to mention the many, many degrees from so many educational institutions that just guaruntee him a job at any hospital at any given moment.

And it's good to see it for one reason. All of the success and good things that came to him didn't JUST come to him. He's worked his ass off his entire life and now it is starting to pay off. It's just amazing to see what you can do when you just actually try. It's a hell of an inspiration just to go up there and be around him. And yet the man is humble.

And as per usual, when I come back from Massachusetts I will probably want to be a doctor again. It has been a dream of mine for years to go to school for medicine and actually go through with it all, go to grad school, and become a doctor. But I've only known one person who successfully did that, and it was Bobby. Everybody else I have personally known hasn't been able to, and honestly, whenever I think about it, I belive that I can't either.

If only I could just not think about it.

Anyway, that was one hell of a tangent, let's get back to the real point of this weekend excursion.

I can NOT wait to see my Godson for the first time. I've seen pictures of Jesse, but just like with Daniel (Jesse's older brother), I know it won't set in what this kid is to me until I hold him for the first time. I just hope the little bugger is good at the Christening and doesn't start to cry, haha.

All in all, it should be a fun weekend. And I'll try to update at some point during it. I wouldn't expect anything until at least Monday or Tuesday, though. Sorry, folks.. I'm not a machine.

Love,
Chris

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So I took a four-day weekend. I feel like I've earned it.

Now of course this meant skipping class Friday and work on Saturday, but I doubt either of them really missed me all that much.

So I drove out Thursday... why? Because it was Hell Night for TKE, baby. I saw my second pledge class go through (yeah, I'm about a year away from being an old head) and with my good pal Kirk involved in this one, the night was much more fun... some notes from Thursday night's festivities:

-The looks on the new brother's faces when they got in... always funny because at least two don't believe it... trust me, it never misses.

-How quickly the party comes together after they're initiated. Within twenty minutes the damn house was full of people.

-Kirk driving us back to the dorm, with Bob Pryor in our trunk screaming Tenacious D lyrics.

-Bob getting out of the trunk and face planting in the parking lot.

Among several other things.

I won't go into great detail about the rest of the weekend, sufficing to say it was a fantastic time at Sig Pi's party, and at the XAT Date Party (aka sleep deprived Chris meets Jack Daniels for the first time in a LONG ASS TIME and finally gets a good amount of sleep).

Can't wait to go back... it won't be until the second semester... c'mon time machine for Hannukah...

Love,
Chris

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It turns out I'm a lurker/contributer. Sweet, NuTang.

Anyway, I'm alive... Black Friday didn't end my life, although it probably should have. A couple of notes from the shift from Hell:

-I sold nothing but iPods and other mp3 players all day... kind of boring at times, but if I were working on commission, I wouldn't be writing this right now, I'd be in Aruba with my new friends.

-Whilst wearing my BRIGHT RED circuit city shirt, standing with a key to the iPod case, and helping other people out... at least 30 people came up to me and asked "do you work here?"

-I think this will improve my morale at the Cocaine Industry, I've seen how busy it can get, and really I don't care about it... I've seen the worst of that store, and now I'm past it. So that's fantastic?

But on to things I could actually care about.. I'm going out to Millersville next weekend. It's gonna be a big weekend, and very fun for me.. while not fun for some others... moohahahaha.... but one thing is certain... there will be booze.

And I can't wait.

Alright, so that's all for now.. I'm gonna just sit alone drowning in my dementia so that I can provide more humorous entries for all of you in the future.

Love,
Chris

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Negative.

Negative on it being the most wonderful time of the year. Here's why.

And yes, all of it relates to work.

I went in to work today... finished up around 10 PM... and I'll be back there tomorrow morning at 8 AM... awesome. I love closing and then opening the day after... it's probably my favorite thing in the entire world.

Oh wait... nevermind that. My favorite thing in the entire world is BLACK FRIDAY. You know, that time of year where thousands upon thousands of people get suckered into going shopping because it's the "heaviest shopping day of the year".

Yeah, bullshit -- anybody who has ever gone to a mall on Christmas Eve (like I do every damn year) knows that is the busiest shopping day of any year.

Anyway, the higher-ups at the Cocaine Industry decided that the best possible thing to do on Black Friday is to open the store at 5 AM... as opposed to the usual ... 10 AM.

Are we seeing where this is going yet?

Yes, I will be at that God-forsaken hell hole filled with electronic evil from 4:30 AM until 1 PM... on Black Friday.. and, while it may not be the busiest shopping day of the year, it is certainly the second sleepiest day of the year for me.... seconded only by January 1st... because that = hungover sleepy... which leads to the best sleeping EVER...

And that brings me to another point.

Is passing out not the greatest thing the human body does?

Sure, a lot of people will offer up the idea of the immune system, or giving birth... but if you get HIV or AIDS.. see ya immune system... and if you're not able to get pregnant.. see ya birth...

But with either of those conditions, drink enough booze -- and you're passing out... it's fun for the whole family, even grandma.

Other than the few times in my life where my body successfully fended off alcohol poisoning (without the help of bitch-ass hospitals) passing out, no matter how long for is like a super-healing process. Your body decides "hey champ, you had a good night... it's time to cut it out." And bam... you're asleep... and it can be in a variety of places such as:
- a couch
-maybe a bed
-next to a toilet
-in your running car with the windows down and your pants undone... while the condom in your pocket from last night is now missing.. and you vaguely remember going back to the car with a girl
-next to your bed
-in prison
-next to a friend who has mysteriously fallen and is now bleeding from just above his eye
-in a cemetary
-or if you're really lucky... next to a horse.

All of these are possibilities when you pass out.

It adds adventure to your life, and I think it's a good thing.

Anyway, the point of this whole thing is I hate work... and I need a sweet job as a janitor somewhere.

Love,
Chris

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My mood might control the weather.

I woke up at like 6:30 this morning.. couldn't get back to sleep, so I was a bit groggy.

The sky was grey outside.. it was muggy looking.

Around 8 I started to wake up and feel energy. The weather got more peaceful looking... so I went out job hunting, since the Cocaine Industry should surely fire me by this point.

Driving about, stop at one place, and I'm told I have to come back a bit later to apply, so I go to back out...

bam. Right into another car. I hate when I fuck up anything, but when that fuck up causes my insurance to go up, and my car to look like shit, I get rather upset.

Anyway, whilst giving my information, I was calm and personable, and the lady didn't seem too upset, especially since her car only got scratched and my side looks like shit now.

But once I got into my car, RAAAAGE was pouring out of me. So I started driving, and couldn't really take note of the weather. So I stopped over at David's.. got out of the car, still pissed... and the wind was blowing like a motherfucker... there was a storm coming in. And I wasn't even annoyed by the wind, because I was certain my mind was doing it.

And now it's raining.. and I'm sad because I looked back on this day and how bad it has sucked...


....except for the 2 hours spent at David's playing Battlefront, haha.

But yeah. That was my Thursday.

And to think, if I were at Millersville.. I'd be drinking tonight.

Love,
Chris

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