Terrible things
I've spent about an hour sitting upstairs, feeling alcohol snake and slide its way through my system. Of this last hour, ten minutes was spent trying to convince the cat to hug me. Another twenty minutes were devoted to lying on my back and shuffling. Twenty-five were spent lying on my back and staring at the cieling, listening to the people downstairs doing.... whatever they were doing. Cards, I think. Five minutes or so were spent staring at this computer.
When I drink, I eventually get to a certain point. Usually it happens faster than it did tonight. Either I make a complete ass of myself or I withdraw into a corner and fall into a depression. The depression is, obviously, my preference. I always chose it, because the depression is comfortable. It's a state I'm used to. The problem is, when I drink other people find out about it.
I haven't dropped a message to you all in a while. Things fall apart, that's the natural entropy of the world. I spend too much time trying to repair things, to retain the status quo, a comfortable state. Nothing moves forwards, nothing falls my way. Why? I don't know. The alcohol is acting against me, as usual. I think I'm going to go fight it by staring at a wall.
PS: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60764&l=ad8e8&id=521326426
When I drink, I eventually get to a certain point. Usually it happens faster than it did tonight. Either I make a complete ass of myself or I withdraw into a corner and fall into a depression. The depression is, obviously, my preference. I always chose it, because the depression is comfortable. It's a state I'm used to. The problem is, when I drink other people find out about it.
I haven't dropped a message to you all in a while. Things fall apart, that's the natural entropy of the world. I spend too much time trying to repair things, to retain the status quo, a comfortable state. Nothing moves forwards, nothing falls my way. Why? I don't know. The alcohol is acting against me, as usual. I think I'm going to go fight it by staring at a wall.
PS: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60764&l=ad8e8&id=521326426