So alcaholism runs in  the family- and I'll admit, I'm a bit tipsy as I write this right now.
But goddammit- If I couldn't see why.

When I'm drunk(not too drunk, just drunk enough) I feel like. . . super Andrew. Just me, but without limitations. Full confidence. I can dance in front of others, all my conversations have a smooth flow. . . I don't really see a downside. Course, I AM drunk. But like, look at this.
 Tonight I went to my friends birthday, and left around 2 am with 2 people I've never met before. They seem like awesome people. I made new friends so fast- all over the place. alot easier too cause I was tipsy. I seem to be even better with the ladies somehow! one of the 2 people I left with was a 30 year old woman, who was flirting with me all night. before we part ways she was hugging my leg as I lay beside her.
alright, that's a bit weird because of the 11 year difference. Still though. HEY! At least she looks and acts like someone in their early 20's!
Alright still weird. Hey! I wasn't gonna try anything! It's going no further than FRIENDSHIP!

Man I'm drunk.
I downed that vodka fast.


Well anyway, I left with 2 numbers and a bunch of names. I prefer drunk me- which is a worriying thing- BUT, I'm often too lazy or don't have enough time to drink this much, AND I know my limitations. I can tell when I'm drunk and stop drinking after that. . . well except for that one drink I had tonight. 

How's that for a drunken blog? I think I spelled pretty good!
Now I need to lie down. I drank my beer before my liqour. plus it's 6 am.



[edit] Man I was wasted.
Don't take this blog seriously. I was drunk. Clearly.
I'm just gonna leave this in though, it's kinda entertaining.
except the part with the 30 year old woman flirting with me. That's even weirder now. [/edit]

I'm sick. Got a cold.
Last night it was at it's peak, but it was also my friends birthday which I had been lookin forward too.
So ignoring my horrible condition, I made my way downtown to GT's.
They had this draw to win 2 free White Stripes tickets, and I decided what the hell and entered my name- but I had to stay until one in the morning to see if I won or not. I had this feeling that if I left, I would hear from my friend that I won and wasn't there to claim it.

Longest 2 hours I've had in a long time.
I was so clogged and sickly feeling. I didn't feel like making conversation, or talking to anyone- the whole point of being at a place like this. I just kinda sat in the corner. Missed out on the opportunity to hit on at least ONE hot girl. Eye contact was made and she smiled at me, but I had to ignore even that. I didn't even care.

At one point some guy in his 20's comes up and says something. All I catch is "you're dressed nicely."
I think no way is some random dude hitting on me. Is he one of my friends friends? I ask him to repeat himself, and he says "You're dressed better than any other guy here, you look really nice."
I just think, no way some random stranger is saying this to me. "one more time?" I ask
"I said you're dressed better than anyone else! You look nice!"
"oh. . . thanks."
Then I back away slowly.

about 12 past 1, the Dj announced the winner- and lo and behold, I am the proud holder of 2 white stripes tickets. Floor. FREE!! I can't believe my luck. I suddenly was up, yelling and huggin and thanking everyone. Then I got the hell out of there.

I actually put a video on the web. Here's something I made.
I'm not in it.
CLICK, it won't take too much of your precious time on this miserable planet.

Thoughts?

Yesterday was pretty sweet.

I ended up helping some people film a music video. They rented out a club downtown for the day, got some extra's, and a ton of equipment.
The thing's supposed to end up playing on much music, but I'm personally, kinda sceptical on that. I know for a fact that Much doesn't play alot of the videos they have.
    The song was really not my thing. and the video. . . bleh. It was a friend of mine who wrote it, but I unfortunatly find it really uninspired, tired, done, and boring. The song itself was just not my thing. I found it annoying.
So I pretty much just logged some shots, did some behind the scenes shooting (both jobs are fairly pointless, but whatevah) danced in the crowd as an extra, and spoke to some people through the megaphone.

    I liked how every guy would say "the girl in the red is really hot" even though there was other hot chicks. I have to agree though- she WAS the hot one. Just funny how EVERY guy noticed. Of course, all the girls I knew didn't like her- they said stuff like "the skank in the red"
Best part was when they was like 5 guys hitting on a blonde chick, so I picked up the mega phone, from the balcony called down to them "you 5, stop macking on the girl. Give her some air space, you horrible man-whores. One man at a time please. This isn't an orgy."
it was pretty sweet.



Afterwards we went to see grindhouse at the drive in (if you haven't seen it yet, go now. It's like they just filmed concentrated awesomeness.) They was a serious lack of other cars. Only 2 or 3 others.
    An awesome girl I know was supposed to meet up with us there, but she couldn't make it unfortunatly. Course, they was still another attractive girl there, so not all was lost.

Another awesome day.

All it takes to have a great night, is meeting a pretty girl, who ends up asking you for YOUR email.


even if you'e met her before a few years ago and forgot her name.

That's all.