drunk of the week

It is probably true that every big city have a couple of those free weekly papers. Here in san francisco, there is the sf weekly, and the guardian. In seattle, there is the seattle weekley and the stranger (www.thestranger.com). Although it has been like 4 years since I move here from seattle, I still read the stranger sometimes online. By far my favorite column, which didn't exist when I was living there, is this little thing called drunk of the week. Every week, they had some person going around town to bars or parties, to find someone who is completely wasted, doing some stupid and funny shit. The column really is nothing more than a picture of the drunk, and a caption.

Considering how much I drank and how much stupid shit I have done while intoxicated when I was living in seattle, I could have been in this column on a regular basis. But talk is cheap, I have made it my personal goal that next time I am in seattle (hopefully soon), to be the drunk fuck in that column for that week. Did I mention that you get 10 bucks and a t-shirt saying drunk of the week if you qualify to be drunk of the week.

facing the reality blows

I have been out of college for about five years now, although I am still in school, but unfortunately, I think I am part of the "real world" now. I thought I could prolong the careless daze and confused days by staying in school, but that turn out not to be exactly the case. Being a graduate student is pretty much like having a job, a really low paying one at that.

And when you work, it usually involves working with other people. I have never really had problems getting along with people in general. But most of these interaction happened in social settings. If I am in a bar, and I don't feel like talking to the fucker that is talking to me, I move on. If I am at a really lame party, and I don't feel like hangout with anyone there, I leave. And I have been lucky that at almost all the random jobs I have had working through college, people have been pretty cool. But at a real job, like the job that may have something to do with your future, things are a bit different. So if I am working on a project with some really annoying jackass, I can't really be like, "I don't like you, jerkoff, I am out of here", becuase it is work, and shit needs to get done. Of course I can quit my job as a graduate student and just smoke. But I don't really want to do that. So when this situation happens, it really totally sucks.

I guess that is the reality one has to face if one wants to live within the society. But still, it blows, almost as hard as warm soda.