Self Control

I have lived in a handful of apartments since college. Some of them were ok, some of them were great but with bad neighbors. When I lived in Dallas, the guy that lived above us routinely beat his girlfriend. We called the cops on him a couple times. It is always pleasant to wake up to that in the middle of the night.

The complex I live in now is fabulous. It is in the Galleria area of Houston. It is an older complex, which does have its share of problems, but the rooms are large, the rent is cheap, and we have high speed internet. The staff is great. So great, they threw the residents a party last night. I know I have moved to the right place because 75% percent of my neighbors, including myself, showed up for the party alcohol in hand. One table brought bloody mary mix and a bottle of vodka. It was my kind of party. I had a bit too much of the party though and felt awful last night and most of today. I woke up at 5 and realized I was still sitting on my couch. I went to bed after that. I think I talked the ear off of M, who was very nice, but might avoid me in the future.

At least I did not make a complete ass of myself. I really think I am going to start limiting myself to 3 drinks per outing. I am going out tomorrow, so I will let you know if I have any self control left at all.

2 thoughts on “Self Control

  • December 9, 2004 at 10:06 am

    Didn’t you say something about having self-control after last outing? Aww, the temporary shame of a lush.

    By the way, you weren’t saying how great your apartment was the last couple of weeks when the rain caused leaking all through out your kitchen and you couldn’t go to sleep because you had to empty the filling buckets.

  • December 10, 2004 at 11:15 am

    Yes, well.. It is an old building and the leaking did suck. I still love the apartment and it is now leak free.

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