Hello. How’s your head?

I’m ok, I only had one drink last night, vodka and blue curacao mixed with some fruit juices. Yummy and over priced.

This last week was the cat’s pajamas. Nothing academic or xangic was attended to. Ten straight days off of work were booked. I lived as an unabashed hedonist and loved it. Now that I return, this page looks a little dark and unfriendly. I associate it with stressful times.

I spent the week with my girlfriend and we slipped back into our familiar roller coaster style relationship. It was mostly wonderful but there was a pretty spectacular taint that started out with an innocent coffee shop discussion and climaxed with me yelling the best profanity and breaking an umbrella on the sidewalk of St. George street. Cold rain is the perfect environment for anger. That was the big lowlight. As expected nothing has changed between us, volatile and unpredictable as ever. Another minor lowlight was that despite all the time I put into making book lists of what I really wanted to read, no one gave me a single one for Christmas.

Highlights included sledding down the largest and steepest slopes on the University in the middle of the night. Bowling with friends and taking last place in every single game. Arcade fun. Paying to see The Incredibles at 4:40pm then sneaking into The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou at 6:45pm, later going to eat delicious Prince Albert diner food downtown. (random thought: it is possible to get a prince albert for your zissou)  Trying to come up with a plausible explanation as to why I am receiving a mysterious package from South Korea containing Milhouse and Ralph Wiggum figures (and trying to hide my excitement at receiving it). Getting a chance to finally use my Simpsons chess set a bunch of times. Getting a MINI IPOD from my parents!!! Woohoooo!!!!! Oh baby, I love that gift. I am such a spoiled rotten brat for Christmas. I really have no right to complain about not getting books with the haul I brought in. My gifts were awesome too. If you are exchanging with me you better bring your A game cause even though I may not have a lot of money I’m not going to give crap. I suppose breaking my four month abstinence streak was a highlight too… actually the time after that one was more of a highlight. And Napoleon Dynamite’s dance skit. Haha. On the DVD commentary they said he freestyled it. LOL!!!

sidenote: I claimed the Ms.Pacman high score at Ace Arcade yesterday on my first and only game. I am a pacman child prodigy. I was given an Atari 2600 and the game as a wee child. My pac skillz are unrivaled in all the land. Did you know that those ghosts all have separate little brains and different strategies for catching you? I’m a Bubble Bobble gangsta too. There’s no school like the old school. I get the urge to throttle those Dance Dance Revolution geeks who have memorized the fastest songs and stomp away like they’re wild rhinos on fire.

sidenote #2: I loved the Life Aquatic. Disregard the negative critics. It is worth it just to see Willem Dafoe’s Klaus character alone. Bill Murray’s a little hit and miss in it, still good though. Napolean Dynamite was funny too. Offbeat. My girlfriend hated it. I like to associate people with styles of movies so I can say “That’s an Evan movie” for something like American Pie (Evan’s a friend) or “That’s a Merle movie.” for something like Chocolat. I wouldn’t object if someone said The Life Aquatic and Napoleon Dynamite are my type of movies.

sidenote #3: On my first shift back I received a phone call from a terrified babysitter at 1:30am from the top floor of the manor house (I work at a condo complex that has a main building and an old Victorian manor house split into three condos). She wanted to know if there was anyone above them because it sounded like there were footprints on the ceiling or movement coming from inside the walls. I assured her it was just a squirrel that ventured in through the eaves. I know better though. It never stops at that place.

sidenote #4: Did anyone miss me?