And in a blur it's gone...
A weekend of pathetic and odd proportions. Why was I still surrounded by drunk people when our every source of alcohol was gone? My friend Dan told me a story about how he stole a keg once, but did we by any chance steal some alchol of some sort or did the Drunken fairy give us more. May ye spirits be bright? If there is a god out there he must really like me at this point in time....
I'm sure all of our callers are now very wary of..well, of calling(that sentence kills me). I don't remember it but Vera told me that when Matt answered the phone he just started to scream for no particular reason. This is a strange sensation..it's like highschool never really ended. It's just me and the reincarnation of people that I've lost in other places. So everyone acted completely stupid and would answer the phone with some stupid way..which has led up to me having to have some interesting conversations with people. How do you tell your mother that you were so fucked up all weekend that you had no idea what was going on? Damn you. You had children and you still got drunk..all of the time, so why can't I do this before I'm a father without having hell. Does she expect a fucking medal for trying to be a mother now that it's too late. The last efforts to save me are about as useful as trying to put the pin back in the grenade.
Aren't people afarid of having children anymore? What if their children come out looking like one of those freaks from uglypeople.com, another horror story. Of course that isn't nearly as bad as ypour baby tragically dying. Don't people fear that their baby will fall of a balcony or choke on their own food? Doesn't the mere thought of babies scare the bejesus out of anyone? I'm not really so afraid, this I know..I'm just high. Tomorrow I will look back at this and laugh at what an idiot I am. How stupid it was for me to do this shit. I'll delete this tomorrow if I remember that I wrote this.
And the wheel keeps on spinning until then...