January 11, 2006
S.A.D. & Catfight
It's been two freakin' weeks since we Chicagoans have seen the sun, and it's very existance is fading from memory. Truth becomes legend, legend becomes myth, and those things which should never be forgotten... are lost.
I think I'm developing S.A.D., Seasonal Affective Disorder. No, really! Check out this list of symptoms!
Sleep problems: Usually desire to oversleep and difficulty staying awake but, in some cases, disturbed sleep and early morning wakening. (Check. I do all this. My sleep is disturbed, I wake up way before my alarm clock and can't go back to sleep, even tho' I desire to oversleep, and I'm pretty much nodding off as I type this. Which should explain the total lameness of today's post.)
Lethargy: Feeling of fatigue and inability to carry out normal routine. (Check. I didn't even start this post until 1:30 today.)
Overeating: Craving for carbohydrates and sweet foods, usually resulting in weight gain. (Checkity-check-check-CHECK! Last night, the chicken and rice I made for dinner didn't turn out right, so I decided that Coldstone Creamery was a perfectly legitimate dinner alternative.)
Depression: Feelings of misery, guilt and loss of self-esteem, sometimes hopelessness and despair, sometimes apathy and loss of feelings. (Check. Well, except for the loss of self-esteem. That'd never happen. I'm too fabulous.)
Social problems: Irritability and desire to avoid social contact. (Check. If by "social contact" you mean "being at work.")
Anxiety: Tension and inability to tolerate stress. (Check. If by "stress" you mean "bullshit.")
Loss of libido: Decreased interest in sex and physical contact. (This is where the test becomes suddenly inaccurate.)
Mood changes: In some sufferers, extremes of mood and short periods of hypomania (overactivity) in spring and autumn.
Hmm. I seem to have S.A.D. all year long. Must be an extreme case. I wonder if I can get disability leave for this?
Well, bearing all that in mind, we have a guest blogger for today. Matt will be describing for us the catfight that I missed.
How do you make a catfight? Sugar and spice and everything nice... NOT! More like a little attitude and a little alcohol.Some girl from the birthday party was bothering some girls with the band, waving her video camera around.
Cousin Katie comes up to sing and same girl starts hitting the mic stand (intentionally or unintentionally), messing up Katie, bouncing the mic off her teeth -- nearly spilling the bands' drinks (criminal).
Katie leaves the stage pissed and shares her feelings with her comrades. Comrades get upset... as comrades will.
Video girl continues to make the rounds, apparently further annoying the comrades.
Cousin Katie comes up for her encore in the 3rd set, and video girl is now intentionally messing with the mic stand. Katie pulls the mic from the stand and tries to continue, but is much too frustrated to do her best. Song finishes and Katie walks away from the band.
Band busts into a fine version of Sugar Ray's "Answer the Phone". Video girl is up by the band and the party. Comrade comes up to video girl to confront. I can see the tension, but still I hope for the best.
BBBBLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!
Instant mayhem. Hair pulling. High arcing punches. Flailing. Pushing and shoving. Several full beer bottles blown toward the band. Speakers stomped. Cables yanked and bent. More people running up from the audience to join in.
We tried to keep going, but it was no use. We had to save the equipment and give things a chance to settle. Brian jumped up to the mic and sang over and over, "Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends?" I can't remember who the song is by.
One of the combatants was thrown into the handicapped (lesbian) bathroom while the shitfaced manager (drinking tequilla with the birthday party) sorted out the disturbance.
It was HORRIBLE (that none of the girls got their top ripped off).
We went on to finish the set and we were invited back. I guess they weren't blaming us for the fight.
So there you have it. Tune in tomorrow for more of my whining and feeble attempts at blogging.
Comments
I understand about the SAD. Mine was irritating when I was back in the states, and became potentially life-threatening when I came to DK.
I recommend getting yourself a light box (I got my old one from alaskanorthernlights.com). Use it right after waking up, and next year start it before equinox. It does really help.
Posted by: Mickey at January 12, 2006 02:26 AM
Is nonsensical blogging a symptom?
Posted by: Fresh at January 12, 2006 06:42 PM