dublin is totally fucking mexico
i am in dublin with my partner in crime laura.
we are drunk.
i am more drunk cause i am a light-weight.
i can type suprisingly well when drunk.
but text less well.
we drink wine while watching nathan barley and haggard.
and laugh.
yes.
tomorrow we visit a prison to take pictures.
i'm happy but also sad.
i dont know what to do.
too many choices.
too many awesome people in different places.
i dont know what to dooooooooooooooo.
ideas anyone?
right now i will drink some more then take sleeping pills to get me the fuck to sleep.
i'm far too self indulgent.
and drunk.
i realised today that it might be grey, foggy and white skys but 18000 feet up it's fucking blue skies and sunny all the way.
i have to remind myself of that when grey days and white skies are getting me down.
i read my horoscope today. it's funny how when you have stuff going on it ends up being totally relevent.