drinking three thousand beers
I've been hibernating for the last two days now. The city was nice to stumble around in. Jersey was wonderful and the boys were wonderful and I wanted to just stay there forever with my two little bags of clothes. We went ghost hunting on Clinton Road and passed the kill yourself bridge to play in the snow in the middle of the woods. I missed my mom. But she hates me and hasn't talked to me in the last two days. And we're broke now, and she won't buy food.