Nov 28, 2007 14:31
I feel like I've gone back in time, but with the future in mind and no one around me knows what I'm talking about. These people are scared of new things and ideas, and they think I'm crazy. Well part of that's true, I am crazy, but still.
Ever since I got back into town I've been blacked out drunk every night. It's starting to scare me, because every morning I wake up in a strange house on a strange couch and I spend most of my day trying piece together the night and figuring out where I am. I'm really surprised I haven't got into a fight yet with some of the stories I've been hearing about what I don't remember doing. I do this for a couple of hours and then it's time to start drinking again, of course.
This place is so uninspiring and depressing. Everyone is entangled to some sort of drama. Everyone is talking shit about someone, and everywhere I go the people there are talking shit or dealing with someone who's upset by the shit talking. I'm getting sick of it. Well, I've always been sick of it but it's at such an extreme and i'm physically getting sick of it. I really don't care about what bullshit poorman's soap opera entanglement story is going on for the week, and they shouldn't either.