no.
alcohol knows no logic. your heart knows no logic. trust me. my employee appreciation party was this past wednesday, before which i downed a half of a fifth of jameson from the bottle via a straw. when one of my bartenders arrived at the party, i was apparently humping a speaker. tell me the idiot that says one can be logical under the complete influence of alcohol, and let them try and drink me under the table. we'll talk after the 2-day hangover and re-assess.
back to my point: i guess i'm just realizing more and more that there is less and less of a reason for me not to be guarded. i would love to be able to take people for their word and assume the appropriate actions would follow, but i cannot. i don't want to think of how many times i have been guilty of the same, but i see so many people around me succeed at this whole game of falling in love and i, for the life of me, cannot walk myself logically through those steps to be able to justify it.
besides my relentless brain working overtime, i've been helplessly in overtime for the past month straight at work. i just got a promotion [yay] and now have over 10 positions to clock in under. my manager just laughs at me. he grills the shit out of me, but we're cool. i can't wait until i never have to work at a restaurant again. i want to write, i want to design, to draw, and take pictures and work with developers while pouring all of my time into this screen.
moral of the story, i am in desperate need of social interaction outside of work, and therefore less time to analyze.
