be good, or be gone,

Feb 16, 2008 20:36

drunk,
at "my apartment"
...drunk.
anything I say right now, remember that.
today, as with every day, I went to work and then came home. Then I had a few beers and feel fine.
Does anyone see the problem?
If I weren't drunk I could write so so much more.
things at the moment are fucking retarded. I'm tired all the time. I'm sick of most people.

I've been thinking too much. Some days that's all I do. Stupid people think that's a good thing, but it's the opposite. Reality. Euro-trip-2008 is far from exciting; you all know I've meant to for too long. Getting away is not just a fun thing; if I don't, I'm going to explode.

Where I am is okay, don't get me wrong, I just can't ... ...

...yeah...
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