shinracorp

another weekend of drinks, another holiday of rejection and dissapointment. i dunno where i go wrong, maybe i just choose badly. bad judgement, yea thats it, whatever convinces my mind that im not a skrew up. drinks blur the line, last night friends from college, havent seen them in about 4 years. good times... i guess. only white people there, lots of timberlands. we were dressed nice, whole nine yards. i got bad txt messages, ruined my night, rolled over onto today, will roll over all week and probably next week. low self esteem makes me weak. the irish are the only people that are impervious to psychoanalysis. random thought. people keep calling but i dont want them to call. only one person... she wont. another week of drinking alone. downhill fast. i got a new food mixer, it makes good queso.