A late night entry...
Yeah, it's late, I'm bored, and I still have nothing to do. I think it's somewhere between night and morning but I'm not too sure yet. I'd look outside but I happen to be surrounded by about 180 tons of scrap metal and even more stupidity, but I'm not complaining. I could complain but where would it get me? The same place I am now, ironically enough. I've been doing good, though. My ship just got back from being underway for a pretty long time and half the ship got sick on that cruise. They say it started from one of the cooks not washing their hands properly... go figure, right? Aw well... I guess that the game you play when you have 30 or so morose motherfuckers who hate this place just as much as you do making your food for you. I don't want to be here and it pains me severely to even have to think about it. I've got till December to sweat it out... never have I more wanted to have swallowed that red pill than now, (Or was it the blue pill? Shit, I don't even remember!). Anyway, about boozefest. It was killer up until the third time I got drunk in one day. After that part it all seemed to not quite strike my fancy as much. You know what I'm talking about, right? I was stuck at that point when drinking isn't fun anymore and you're too sick to do much else. I think I got alcohol poisoning but I only felt as bad as I did when I was drunk those other two times. Yipee... I really want to do that one again, I tell you what. Heh... I don't think so. It was fun, though, killed some brain cells, brought down the surplus muscle category, brought up the surplus fat category... at least I know I won't be the last motherfucker to die on Gilligan's Island, I'll tell ya that much!!! Well... that's enough outta me, I'm tired, pissed off, and horny.... REALLY horny, actually. I haven't got any in over three months!!! I think that's a new world record for me or something. Late!