all I see is a sack of bones covered in a thin layer of fag
As President and Executive Officer of the noble organization "Sunday is the New Saturday" (Nashville chapter) I feel an overwhelming sense of duty to get wasted. This is no ordinary sunday. This is beer drinkers #2 holiday (after st patricks day) Not that I could give a SHIT about football. I always manage to get drunk and pretend to care about sports on this one day. I'm such a fraud.
God I'm glad I didn't go out last night. Friday night was huge. I can usually do night after night but I guess I'm getting old. I also was like black out wasted after taking 6 fucking xanies. I woke up the next day spooning Ignatius not knowing how i got there. I do however remember falling really hard outside my house. I'm pretty banged up.
I woke up depressed and hating myself though. I don't know why but I feel like I'm incredibly bad at being social here. I just feel like I get a grade of D at the most. I went to this show and I had a great time but I mean I was compelled to just sit at the bar and drink and smoke until i forced myself to get up and find my friends. It was fun but I would never have been there on my own flailing my body into other people. I did it though. When in Rome.
I can't figure out my social issue though. I would say I am self conscious or insecure but honestly thats not it. I just don't feel anything at all. I'm just completely dead inside.
On a lighter note...BEER! FOOTBALL! I might as well be at Tulane again!
God I'm glad I didn't go out last night. Friday night was huge. I can usually do night after night but I guess I'm getting old. I also was like black out wasted after taking 6 fucking xanies. I woke up the next day spooning Ignatius not knowing how i got there. I do however remember falling really hard outside my house. I'm pretty banged up.
I woke up depressed and hating myself though. I don't know why but I feel like I'm incredibly bad at being social here. I just feel like I get a grade of D at the most. I went to this show and I had a great time but I mean I was compelled to just sit at the bar and drink and smoke until i forced myself to get up and find my friends. It was fun but I would never have been there on my own flailing my body into other people. I did it though. When in Rome.
I can't figure out my social issue though. I would say I am self conscious or insecure but honestly thats not it. I just don't feel anything at all. I'm just completely dead inside.
On a lighter note...BEER! FOOTBALL! I might as well be at Tulane again!