I broke my sobriety yesterday, and no, it wasn't the first time. I'd been doing pretty well at 1 drink a week since New Years until last night. Even though I'd already had a Christalline Cosmopolitan last Friday at the Tamarind Tree (great spot - Thanks Jeremy!), I talked myself into the 'Sunday starts a new week' line and ordered a Red Bull & Jager in a tall glass with ice, using my free drink ticket. I managed to give the other free drink ticket away before I used it on myself. I sipped on this along with the Kombucha Tea I snuck into the bar. Some substitute that is working out to be. I bet it tastes really good with vodka.
I felt perfect until I was playing my set and some very lovely nice enablers kept coming back to the dj booth with shots of something-or-other. I took the apple ciddery one. I think later I took the lemon drop. So three drinks down, but I have to admit my set was pretty bangin'. The monitors were really crappy and I couldn't hear anything unless I used the headphones. So I know some of the beat matching was pretty off, but the dance floor never fully cleared, so everyone was having a great time. Nobody cared. Least of all, me.
So this morning I felt pretty oogly as 3 drinks is now, at 31, the equivalent of 6 at 21. But I cooked a big pancake and some yummy Morning Star Sausage Patties and now I'm feeling pretty good. I could use a nap. I was supposed to go up to the Summit today with some new friends Be met at Sugar last night. There's 6 inches of new snow, which is phenominal since we haven't had any new for like 3 1/2 weeks. But its a holiday so I decided to wait the day out and go up tomorrow when everyone is at school or work. Snow all week, they say!
Seems like the life, eh? It is.
But its not all parties and snowboarding. Well, it kind of is, but its still work, too. Since I got laid off my job 3 weeks ago, I've been busier than ever. I wake up every day by 8:30 and do a little Yoga. Then onto the computer until Be walks in the door by 5. Sometimes I even have lunch. Most of it is keeping up relationships. Promoting shows, sending emails, keeping my web site up-to-date. Managing details of coming events. Flyers, business cards, invitations, myspace messages. Evites. Phone calls. My new title should be 'Event Planner'. Occationally I clean the bathroom. Very occationally I vacuum the floors. Or write. At night I go to support other artists or have a gig myself. Once a week I pick away learning the guitar. I've played a few sets at home when the kitties aren't having a nap on the turntables. Sklobot came by once for a practice session. I haven't even touched the music software that I want to learn.
But flyers are off to the press for our new night at Rebar, March 1st.
And I am going snowboarding Tuesday and Thurdsay.
6 new inches!
All in due time.
