almost only counts in horseshoes and handgrenades, but whiskey counts for all
so, i picked up a bottle of wild turkey...i kinda refer to it as litmus paper...when it doesn't kick my ass, it tends to mean slow down...but i've never been one to listen....i kicked my ass, as usual...good news...jameson is smooth as silk though :) i'm fucking drunk, and it's not that groggy beer buzz, but the wonderous one you get from too much whiskey....have i mentioned how much i love whiskey? i saw a movie last night, it was horrible in all senses of the word. i refuse to list the title, for fear of embarassment, but god damn. the projector was fucked up the entire show, rather than complain and get our money back, we left. not cuz we didn't want to cause a ruckus, or whatever, but because we didn't want to draw attention to the fact we saw that piece of shit. it was so bad it was embarassing. and i ain't easily embarrassed, i've spent too much time with people like matt and robert, to get bothered by petty embarrassment. but FUCK.. we ran out, hats covering eyes, slinking out as fast as possible. it was THAT bad. i'm gonna go have a li'l more jameson, a cigarette and go to bed, before i babble some more bout meaningless bullshit.