It's OK, I'm a Chemist

Saturday, January 29, 2005

Maybe it was the engagement party of a friend. Maybe it was seeing an ex-girlfriend leave the party with someone else. Maybe I'm just wising up. The whole pick-up scene has lost its appeal for me... or is this a side effect of being sober for 20 days now?

On a side note: it's not techno (or electronica or house or whatever you may call it) music that I hate it, it's its fans.

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

One man... One month... no alcohol... No this is not the concept of a new Sean William Scott movie - it's my personal goal. I've decided to do without the fire water for a period of one month, which started on January 9th, 2005. Why would I, of all people, attempt this feat of willpower you might ask yourself. Well, I have my reasons and who the hell are you to question me? But seriously... who the hell are you to question ME? I guess I got tired of waking up mid Saturday afternoon wiped out from the night before in some girl's bed not knowing what her name is. Or maybe I just wanted to see what it might be like doing so without the hangover. I guess fundamentally I just want to make sure that I can still enjoy my friends and myself (not, not that way you perverts) without the need to consume vast quantities of alcohol. It's been 10 days and counting and so far so good. I've been having some pretty good times all sobered up (which I might recount to you, my faithful readers) when I get the chance (i.e. when I decide to screw off from work for more than 15 minutes). So, as Spacehog once so eloquently put it "maybe in the meantime...ugh something some..." at least that's how I understood that song.

Sunday, January 09, 2005

Just a little post to show ya'll that the Bremnerstud has still got it when it comes to the ladies. So, I participated in the McGill Science Carnival this past week (yes I do realize I'm not actually a student there anymore). Anyways, one of the nights all the Carnival participants were at Bourbon Street West in Dorval and I see a girl whom I knew from the previous year. I noticed she had just dismissed some sketchy guy (he had just unsucessfully hit on two other girls). Here is the actual conversation we had:

Me: "So, was that creepy-looking guy hitting on you?"

Girl: "That was my best friend."

I then turned around and walked away.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

Happy New Years! We are at the half-way point of the first decade of the new millennium. It seems like yesterday that a drunken sailor was accusing me of impotency on January 1st, 2000. Now five years later, and not much has changed. Hope burns bright still for 2005 - methinks a great deal of goodness is bound to come my way.

In order to make this a proper new year's blog post I should have some resolutions:
1) Return to ideal weight range of 180-185 lbs.
2) Spend less money
3) Update blog more frequently
4) Give MastaCSG his comeuppance

That about does it.