went dancing with lemonkid. so drunk. but not tired.
been lonely, and insecure lately. these things happen.
so when i come home drunk and restless, things seem to be worse than they (in factuality) are. thats ok. i'm unhappy, but it's ok.
Would anybody really want a happiness pill? Take this with one cup of water and you'll be happy forever. Bosh! 'Twould be like setting up a utopia--bland and tasteless. Happiness can only be appreciated when compared to its opposite. Sorrow can be sublime when we learn to put it in it's proper place.
wow...you type very well for being drunk. I...do not have that gift. at first I try to spell all proper, but after having to constantly be deleting letters, I just decide that they're more fun to read when it reads as if you were drunk. I mean...my speach will be fine...but I like to think that I can type fast drunk...which is just not the case. Maybe, if you play your cards right....I'll write you something when I'm drunk and then you can bask in all that is my amazing drunkenness...or...you could just read one of my drunken blogs...but that's not nearly as personal.