drunk_again nocturnal goddamnit. I should have known getting that wine-opener for my dad would only lead to him feeling the need to demonstrate how cool it is to open a bottle of wine with it. this inevitably leads to me drinking wine every night. I have zero tolerance for this stuff. 010619 ... j_blue sweet sleepitimes, fuzzy warmth 010619 ... unhinged i never feel it's worth it unless i'm good and staggering. trying to avoid you was a good reason then. i don't think it is now. escape. run away. bye. later. 010619 ... nocturnal yup. that's me. but not nearly as fucked up as my good ol' friend anne. she is waaaayyy more drunk than I, but she had to drive us back to my house cuz I couldn't drive a standard. I am shocked we both survived. 010708 ... Norm Again! See now there's the problem. Why does it have to stop? Why can't I just stay drunk? Life could be so much simpler and I'm to drunk to help make it simpler. So why don't you just shut up and get drunk with me. 010826 ... 10kai The days seem to pass with a quicker pace anymore. Sunlight was as abundant as the tulips in Mrs. Jones' front porch flower-box. Not anymore. I reckon it's due to the fact that I rarely leave the house except to venture down the the corner store. Windows closed and the shutters drawn tight. It still smells like her in here. Light shines through the crack in the door and I can see the dust that carries the remnants of her scent swirl before the rusty fan. She hasn't been here for days now. Can't say that I blame her. I sometimes wish it had been me that slammed the door. But then I take anouther swig, and everything seems alright. 011031 ... nocturnal yeah. hahaha. god damn am I ever ashamed. hahaha. oh no. I'll wish I hadn't done this tomorrow. yeah. haha. bye. 011109 ... anti-social butterfly wild turkey. 101. again. finished the bottle. bad thanksgiving with evil family leads to wild turkey. oh the irony. turkey, thanksgiving. yeah, whatever. i should not get drunk when i am sad, dammit. trying to quit drinking, not doing good job. drunk again. dammit. ouch. my head is starting to hurt... why do i do it? 011122 ... love it yeah. turkey packs a mean punch. that stuff makes you feel really good for all the wrong reasons. 011123 ... freakizh this is an update. *burp* 020520 ... silentbob try this mao, it'll knock your socks off! mst3k 020520 ... misstree as much as i love the slurred freedom, somehow i have reached a point where i would rather be a bit reserved but remembering the whole evening, firmly in the cockpit, than drunk and reckless and without the Self's hand on the controls. i will, however, never stop having the urge to write convoluted and overlong emails when so spinny i can barely see the screen because drunkenness makes such a great excuse to say all the things you couldn't otherwise. god help me with the hangover tomorrow, because tonight was very nearly worth it. 060905 what's it to you? who go blather from