Jun. 7th, 2001
I have seen the face of Evil
Jun. 7th, 2001 09:22 amAnd it's name is Pancho Villa.
Yes, as in Pancho Villa brand tequila.
Now, normally I wouldn't touch the shiz with a long stick, much less put it to my lips. But last night I asked Suzette to make me a drink with creme de cassis in it. What I got was a Diablo - cassis, lime juice, tequila, and ginger ale. And you know what? It actually tasted pretty good. So I had a few of them.
*note to self: never again will you commit such a transgression against yourself. Dummy.
Well, at least last night I had an excuse. I was trying to talk a friend out of doing something really, really stupid - even more stupid than me drinking cheap tequila. Nothing life threatening - at least not in and of itself - but really rash and not very well thought out. Regardless of what I was telling him about mistakes I'd made and dumb shit I'd done because of other people, he had it made up in his mind what he was going to do. He would have felt like an ass if he had actually gone through with it. He emailed me this morning to let me know he was ok and didn't do what he said he was gonna do.
Phew.
I'm at work now, chillin' with my big ass bottle of Glacier Freeze flavored Gatorade. I've been here for 45 minutes and have done exactly zip. 'Spose I should do something, eh?
Yes, as in Pancho Villa brand tequila.
Now, normally I wouldn't touch the shiz with a long stick, much less put it to my lips. But last night I asked Suzette to make me a drink with creme de cassis in it. What I got was a Diablo - cassis, lime juice, tequila, and ginger ale. And you know what? It actually tasted pretty good. So I had a few of them.
*note to self: never again will you commit such a transgression against yourself. Dummy.
Well, at least last night I had an excuse. I was trying to talk a friend out of doing something really, really stupid - even more stupid than me drinking cheap tequila. Nothing life threatening - at least not in and of itself - but really rash and not very well thought out. Regardless of what I was telling him about mistakes I'd made and dumb shit I'd done because of other people, he had it made up in his mind what he was going to do. He would have felt like an ass if he had actually gone through with it. He emailed me this morning to let me know he was ok and didn't do what he said he was gonna do.
Phew.
I'm at work now, chillin' with my big ass bottle of Glacier Freeze flavored Gatorade. I've been here for 45 minutes and have done exactly zip. 'Spose I should do something, eh?