a severe case of the scotch
i love the scotch. i do.
you know, when i wake up in the morning, i get myself out of bed in a number of ways. i think about learning about some awesome biological fact... i think about making someone smile and then i think about drinking scotch later if i get up now and all of a sudden, i'm up. i'm alive and kicking.
today is all about the scotch.
either way.
i'm totally into this girl.
though, before this she was a friend. another friend in the pantheon of confidants that i have.
i made the mistake of telling her that i liked two other girls prior to liking her. now that i actually am into her.... everything is proper fucked because she KNOWS i like/liked these girls.
what does one do when one is confronted with such crap?
ARRRG!
shall pull my hair out soon enough.
you know, when i wake up in the morning, i get myself out of bed in a number of ways. i think about learning about some awesome biological fact... i think about making someone smile and then i think about drinking scotch later if i get up now and all of a sudden, i'm up. i'm alive and kicking.
today is all about the scotch.
either way.
i'm totally into this girl.
though, before this she was a friend. another friend in the pantheon of confidants that i have.
i made the mistake of telling her that i liked two other girls prior to liking her. now that i actually am into her.... everything is proper fucked because she KNOWS i like/liked these girls.
what does one do when one is confronted with such crap?
ARRRG!
shall pull my hair out soon enough.