Because that's what happens when I drink alone
Certain things should not be allowed to happen in conjunction with one another. Like, for instance, me having a very bland, boring, and altogether crappy day at work. Then, I find the bank is closed and as such I have to wait to pay certain bills, thus they are not taken care of yet and still on the back of my mind. And to top it all off, I've been sick of this damn cold for a while now, and a good friend's radio show was on(like every wednesday), and I began drinking because I haven't had a drink in the last few weeks. Stress + cold = evil.
So yeah...me drinking in the relative comfort of my living room, alone, after having a shitty couple weeks...not good. Kind of inevitable that it would lead to a melancholy and morose state of mind. Life just kinda sucks some days.
...and yet so very little at the end can make it all considerably better. Thanks sweetheart.