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I've lived in this house for almost two weeks, and so far all I've spilled on my rug is bong water and beer.
"though all my friends there are drunk,
yet they are all honest, and though we do talk a lot of
trash, and I do, too, yet we shall talk our way to the
truth at last, for we are on the right path..."
I kind of feel like this is how I've tried to explain my existence a number of times before. Fuck, Crime and Punishment is so good. Last night I'm up at 1 am writing papers and the doorbell rings and Eric's crouched in a gorilla suit with a batman eyemask. I was stoked to have the kids stop by and we smoked and I drank some of Joe's beer and then Jeremy gave me one because he liked my Rogue action figure so I ended up getting tight and stoned at 2am and writing a paper comparing Adam Smith's economics to Charles Darwin's speciation... wtf?!
Even when I don't actively want to drink, eccentric gay millionaires and homebum anarchists always seem to be around somewhere.
"though all my friends there are drunk,
yet they are all honest, and though we do talk a lot of
trash, and I do, too, yet we shall talk our way to the
truth at last, for we are on the right path..."
I kind of feel like this is how I've tried to explain my existence a number of times before. Fuck, Crime and Punishment is so good. Last night I'm up at 1 am writing papers and the doorbell rings and Eric's crouched in a gorilla suit with a batman eyemask. I was stoked to have the kids stop by and we smoked and I drank some of Joe's beer and then Jeremy gave me one because he liked my Rogue action figure so I ended up getting tight and stoned at 2am and writing a paper comparing Adam Smith's economics to Charles Darwin's speciation... wtf?!
Even when I don't actively want to drink, eccentric gay millionaires and homebum anarchists always seem to be around somewhere.