::sigh:: I feel like fuck.
My little neighbors want me to go play with them in the snow but that's really the last thing in the world I wanna do. I'm tired and sick... not too tired and sick to go out with my friends but... you know... sort of that selfish type of thing. I had fun last night, went to the animal shelter with Lisa and just played with little kittens the whole time... and then went to see my therapist and I had a really good talk with her and went to see PW and I was in a great mood. And then it started to snow... and Bobby brought Real Sex:SG and Baudelaire for me and it was nice and made me happy. I went to Gaithersburg today and had a gyro which made me happy... and now I am stuffed and I just want to get drunk and smoke. There's a gallon of wine and a bunch of beer upstairs just calling my name.


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slowtostanding:
did you end up going to fairweather? it was amazing. the place was completely packed. i don't know if i would have been able to find you regardless. i'm curious if you ended up going though.

fu:
The bottle of Jameson was staring at me all day today. It finally got me of course. Still drinking, watching zombie flicks, chain smoking, talking to myself. Good shit.
THEY'RE ALIVE!!

