And so, the rest of my christmas vacation time was spent at home, getting lots of rest and having my parents feed me lots of food and playing an insane amount of scrabble. The results of which is that i finally feel that i have energy again. I'm telling you, christmas is the WORSE time to work in retail because it just sucks the life out of you. But now i feel life coursing in my viens again, my past zombie-like state vanished!

Horray!

So:New Years. Lots of stuff going on. I pm'd rob to see what's up with the rock garden party, if it's just for bands that jam there or not. And there's supposed to be some celebrations going on at lawrence street, but the two are so close together that both are quite do-able. And there has to be drunken dancing/dance partying somewhere to partake in. Good stuff at gus's and one world too.

So, who wants to join me for another sketchy new years nite?

Crap! I gotta get going to gus's. Rachel Nevers is going away soon and she said she'd be out for some drinking tonite. I'm gonna try to take it easy 'cause i got work in the morning. But whenever me and Nevers are in the same bar at the same time we usually get quite trashed!

I'll try to be a good boy!
Alfred

So.

It's a long bus ride from Cape Breton To Halifax. But with my discman, my gameboy, and Beardo along for company (along with a little napping. Ok, alot of napping.) the time...well, the time didn't fly by. But it was alright. Got to the bus station to my awaiting parents and attempted to make my way to stoked. But, to my surprise, they changed where it was this year, so got a hold of Darryl. Ahh...Christ Church Hall. Sight of many an old rock show that i helped put on. So after getting dropped off at Darryl's, we made our way to the show. But it was a bit late in the show, most of the bands i wanted to see were done, and i was hungry. So off to the maple leaf!! Saw my friend angus, who i haven't seen in years, and had a great veggie burger.

Then Darryl and i headed to The Upstairs Bar to see slowcoaster.
This would be where the drinking began.

You see, i pretty much figure this was going to be my nite out, so i decided to have...a few drinks and have a good time. And that it was! Much dancing, much singing, many old friends.

As an aside, i just want to say Sean is sooo copping my style with the whole winter jean jacket thing.

So, after slowcoaster was done, i turn to my friend and utter this phrase:
"So, have you ever brutilized the dance floor of Hermen's before?"

For those of you unfirmiliar, picture the dome with more of "seahorse" kinda look. And more video gambling machines. And well, i wouldn't say any actual brutilization took place, but more drinking certainly did. And at the end of the night the question: where do we go from here? Why the casino, of course!! So we all pile in to bryce's car. And it's a little cramped. So when we get to the casino...i kinda fall out of the car. And i guess the security guard saw this (or, as bryce said, maybe my "sober walk" needs a bit of work) Because as we got to the door i was singled out as being too drunk to get in.

This was followed by many of our party saying "Hey, I'm way more drunker than alfred!"

This didn't help.

So we made our way to tim hortons:refuge of those with nowhere else to go. I ordered a toased everything bagel and made my way to our seats.

Its at this point things get blurry. Mainly because i passed out.

Next thing i knew we were in the car.

Then i passed out.

Next thing i knew we were in my parent's driveway. So i ,ahem, stagger out, yell my goodbyes, and head for the house door.

Hmm...the lock's being a bit troublesome.*
Steady...
Stead...

"Oh, hi mom!"

With that my extremely kind, loving mother opens the door, gives me a cutting look, and heads back to bed.

To which i then promptly head to my room for the pass out.

The end.

*For the record, after trying it the next day, the lock is indeed very tricky to open. Really. Honest.

I'm back!
I'll write more later.

Till then...

So, it looks like me and beardo will be heading home on the bus. At least there will be someone i know sitting next to me, and not someone sketchy. Or, at least, not as sketchy as beardo.

On a crazy mad laundry and cleaning mission tonite. I always feel i should clean up before i go away anywhere. Malissa says it's all about coming home to a nice, clean apartment that you don't have to clean up. Which seems like the right idea. And the laundry...i know, lots of poeple are big on taking laundry home to do there, but i'm there to visit, not to do laundry. Just the way i am i guess.

So, since i won't be on the internet for the whole time i'm away, everyone have a merry christmas, and i'll see you either in cb, or when i get back!

Alfred

..or i'll just take the day off from work today, because i don't feel very well. And i want to be well for christmas. Time off now=better health later.

And if anyone can, say, give me a ride home (cape breton) on the 23rd, it would be much appreciated!

Last nite was pretty relaxing, though i'm pretty sure everyone thinks i'm a dumbass for not even getting one pie at trivial pursuit. But hey, at least i had the second highest points in scrabble!

Actually the last couple of days have been pretty relaxing.The get-together at godwin's was enjoyable, i haven't hung out with that group of people in a while. And the work-type party sunday was pretty fun too. Alcohol makes the best gift!

Anyway, off to work. sigh.

So long, Victoria!
Maybe if i ever end up in toronto i'll track you down.

Apologies to bryce for misdirected anger. It was more towards myself then anyone else.

Anyway, unless there's anything else going on of interest, i think i might stay in for the night.

what the fuck was i doing? Why the fuck did i do that?

Too many "why"s". No fucking answers.

Sketchy!

I don't usually have dreams. OK, i know, we all have dreams, we just sometimes don't remember them. So it's more accurate to say that i usually don't remember my dreams. But tonight i had a very vivid one. One that helped put things into the right context. I'm on the peripheral now, and no amount of trying or wishing is going to change that. And that's the way things should be. Basically, my initial reaction of just staying away and letting things be was the right one. And this has been nothing but a bunch of melodramatic bullshit with no real substance to it at all. Hopefully this realization will make things easier.

Anyway, big show tonite at gus's with us, hotshotrobot, tragedies, and scribbler!
We haven't jammed in forever!!!

Well.
I feel like complete and total utter shit.
I'm goona go to gus's and get drunk.

Stupid stupid stupid stupid...

Trying to do the right thing can be a struggle. I hope this is the right thing. And i hope you understand.

Well, here's hoping that warm milk will actually help put me to sleep.

What a fun but fucked up nite. Dancing like crazy, crazy dancing Beardo, sketchy guy that i almost got in a fight with (thanks philip and beardo for the back-up). And breakfast at the ardmore at 5 in the morning. Perfect!

And when i got to work...well, i was there for all of ten minutes. My mind just couldn't deal with it. I haven't had a decent nite's sleep in a while, and exhaustion is reaching critical mass. It all feels wierd, my brain wich is usually very focused is running all over the place. And it's been affecting everything i do.

I can't wait for christmas to be over!

Last night was cool. Hanging out with rachel, drinking a few. Doing nothing can be quite enjoyable once and a while.My mind's alot clearer. I feel alot more rested than i have for the last two week. I can't believe i worked 107 hours. No wonder i felt like a zombie most of the time!

And so, with a much saner, less zombiefied head, i will head out tonight.

All Good Things...

The songwriting was pretty intense. Flipping from one song to another, feverishly writing lyrics. Wouldn't say i got enough for an album, seven counting the few that were started before but weren't completed. Only got one song actually recorded, as the sound quality of a cheap mic into an integrated sound card leaves a lot to be desired. Not that any of these will ever see the light of day. Some of the lyrics make the songs on "making a mockery" look pretty damn chipper by comparision.

It still served the purpose of getting all the shit that's going on inside me out. I still have no idea what the fuck is going on with...really anything. But..if this is how things are then...that's how things are. I guess.

Yes, i know that made no sense whatsoever. Much like the title.
Much like my life.

I'm writing an album.
I started at 8 this morning.
Now i need a cheap mic.
Hopefully ct has them.

...and for those of you just tuning in, just a few short minutes ago Alfred's brain exploded. Luckily, Alfred had the foresight to plan for such an occaision and bought himself a helper monkey for the sole purpose of keeping the blog going without him.

I should probubly get to the task of cleaning up the blood and guts and stuff, but first i wish that those of you who knew Alfred very well would please send lots of bananas. I don't think he planned on this happening so soon and bananas are in short supply.

I love bananas!

I swear, i had no idea that i had the "moderate comments" option on. So i had no idea anyone was commenting. So now, leave comments!!!

So, you're a 31 year old at a party with a bunch of young 20-somethings.

Then you realize, "you're a 31 year old at a party with a bunch of young 20-somethings!"

And you start to get very depressed. And you just want to drink your beer, and get out of there.

Went to work at 7 am. Will probubly have to stay til 10 pm. Ugh.
This is what i get for having a day off.

Having a beautiful woman get you drunk and then feed you for free is a great thing.*

So is drunk jamming. That was really fun on wednesday. It's been a while since i've done that, even when playing a show. I've been trying to keep the drinking down before gigs, but it was nice to just let loose.

And speaking of gigs, looks like we're gonna be playing one with our friends Hotshotrobot at Gus's on the 15th. Playing gigs is a great thing!

Having a day off is a pretty great thing too. I think i'll treat myself to a vienna breakfast, thanks to the extra money i have from my rent not going up. Then do some much needed cleaning. Tonite i'll probubly spend inside in an attempt to 1) be responsible in reguards to work in the morning and 2) to keep myself from spending money.

Anyway, my stomach growls, so off i go!

*No kids, she has a boyfriend. And it was more about getting drunk for free. Mmmm...rum and eggnog!