plactice!
so I went to a house party the other day, and realized i'm completely out of practice in large social settings.
The oft-used coping methodology (consume, lest you miss your chance), is no longer a win, nor is it necessary anymore.
i arrived, way early, (first mistake) with a six and a point seven. That stuff burned quick and bright, and a couple of hours later, I was done, finished.
I am a bottomless pit of consumption. Like the dog i am, I would eat whatever was in the bowl, and be damned if my stomach explodes.
During my introspection as I was laid up, i learned a great deal of self control, and faced my demons squarely; But those bad habits are so easy to fall into, and that demon lover's embrace is as comfortable to me as a warm blanky.
had I not staggered off by my lonesome into the night, its virtually guaranteed i would have punched someone in the nose, or puked on someones shoe. My infallable charm quickly gave way to my beastly nature (as i drowned it), the other nature the one that leads me into the woods to howl at the moon, that leads me to blackouts, car accidents, train wrecks and crack whores.
Water of opportunity can wash over you, un-wreck-ognized as you drown in oil of black despair.
clearly, I need more practice and a better game plan.
The oft-used coping methodology (consume, lest you miss your chance), is no longer a win, nor is it necessary anymore.
i arrived, way early, (first mistake) with a six and a point seven. That stuff burned quick and bright, and a couple of hours later, I was done, finished.
I am a bottomless pit of consumption. Like the dog i am, I would eat whatever was in the bowl, and be damned if my stomach explodes.
During my introspection as I was laid up, i learned a great deal of self control, and faced my demons squarely; But those bad habits are so easy to fall into, and that demon lover's embrace is as comfortable to me as a warm blanky.
had I not staggered off by my lonesome into the night, its virtually guaranteed i would have punched someone in the nose, or puked on someones shoe. My infallable charm quickly gave way to my beastly nature (as i drowned it), the other nature the one that leads me into the woods to howl at the moon, that leads me to blackouts, car accidents, train wrecks and crack whores.
Water of opportunity can wash over you, un-wreck-ognized as you drown in oil of black despair.
clearly, I need more practice and a better game plan.