Let the Calamity Begin!

This is the beginning of my new blog. I have been posting a bunch of bulletins on MySpace about the more mundane events in my life. I think those little gems would be better served by a blog. I have always said that I should have a reality show (on Showtime, HBO, or some other network that shows adult content and full frontal nudity obviously) chronicling the craziness that is my life. I guess this will be the next best thing... for now.

To start us off, let me describe the calamity that was this weekend. Don't get me wrong I had a great time this weekend, but me and the people around me were way awkward and goofy. For some reason, on Friday I was having an off day. Generally I consider myself to be a fairly relaxed, cool dude, despite the hot mess that was me before college. However, on Friday I was a total goof. I couldn't speak at a work lunch because I am new, and still shy. They were even talking about some of my favorite topics: booze, sex, and stalking. Silence. I had a vendor come in and generally I come in swinging my big stick, establishing that I know about interactive marketing, and letting them know not to fuck around or I will call them out. I wasn't prepared early, I had nothing to say, and I think I may have stuttered a bit.

Nate's turn was on Saturday. From ordering at lunch, to us hanging out, to drunkenly smoking a cigarette, he was a mess. I told him that morning he was off and he never recovered. Today Tyson told me that I was going to be a hungover mess on my trip to the grocery store. Apparently he was right. Somehow I ran into an end cap. No not with a cart (as I didn't have one), I ran into it with my body. Then somehow in an unrelated incident, I threw out my back. Granted I am not an 18 year old kid, but give me a break. I don't even have a back problem! I'm breaking down.

Anyway, more sad/happy/skanky/scandalous moments to come. Stay tuned.