It's cold as all fuck! and I can't find my coat

Nov 12, 2012 21:47

Right - o...I feel like I can't make the right decision or go in the right direction, so I just sit still and make myself small.  People leave me alone; I'm quiet and small. 
Yea, I'm having a bout of depression...that disease that strikes all sober Irishmen.  Yea, I'm sober - have been for a month or so.  Wish I could say I like myself better, but truth be told - I'd kill for a Bass Ale.  Sobriety is overrated.  Yes, I remember my ideas and things I utter under my breath, but I think I'm better when I've got a pint or two in the belly.  I know I'm funnier - hell, I have a sense of humor...it's just lost at the moment.  Ah, but here I sit...in my lonely walk-up...and no, telly not on - just nothing on I want to waste my time watching.  For noise I've put on Dave Edmonds - catchy and not too deep in the words dept. 
Think I'll take a bath and a lie down.  Off tomorrow - no where to go...just have time off so took it.  Still waiting to hear about the money situation.  I might hit my sister up for a bit of capital investment if the legit falls through.  She's said "no" to me before, but not for a while and I have this idea all on paper - which looks good.  Between us we could do this!
I'm rambling and not making any sense...OK - I'm off
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