damnit . . .

[darkenedsilence]

I've been a thinkin again . . . now my head hurts. I'm thinking of turning in smoking for drinking. Maybe if I kill off enough brain cells I won't question things so much. It seems the mindless drones of life lead the more fulfilling life. There's something to be said for questioning things, certainly, but there's something to be said for just shutting up and fallin inline instead.

I'll drink to that.