AVOID THE ICE-DRAFT...
...bought the cheap beer on break yesterday without thinking...was in a hurry, I think. Cashier seemed rude as I tried to connect with her on some cosmic mad-man level...at least, a sharp long-tall red-head was kind enough to open up the door for me and I penciled in a thank-you...
...got home from work. Stuck the 12-pack in the fridge. Grabbed a beer or two from the old batch...sat and bled my fingers at the computer listening to razor blades slicing my brain in half. Wrote something...posted it here and there...
...And so, grabbed another beer from the new batch...wrote a poem or two in my private stash...and suddenly I grew emotional...text messaging my girlfriends and probably even their mothers...and the world spins in my left brain axis...lit heavy...I feel like Friday...
...wake up today and my world is still spinning...receive two new text-messages from the girl that I want to lick the face of...she's all worried about something I said...go to the fridge to spill the cream in my dark cup and I suddenly realize that the cheap shit that I'd been drinking all night had the words "ice" written all over it: caused me to be 15 minutes late to work while I can't stop the spinning...felt I needed to be at home drinking.
...bought the cheap beer on break yesterday without thinking...was in a hurry, I think. Cashier seemed rude as I tried to connect with her on some cosmic mad-man level...at least, a sharp long-tall red-head was kind enough to open up the door for me and I penciled in a thank-you...
...got home from work. Stuck the 12-pack in the fridge. Grabbed a beer or two from the old batch...sat and bled my fingers at the computer listening to razor blades slicing my brain in half. Wrote something...posted it here and there...
...And so, grabbed another beer from the new batch...wrote a poem or two in my private stash...and suddenly I grew emotional...text messaging my girlfriends and probably even their mothers...and the world spins in my left brain axis...lit heavy...I feel like Friday...
...wake up today and my world is still spinning...receive two new text-messages from the girl that I want to lick the face of...she's all worried about something I said...go to the fridge to spill the cream in my dark cup and I suddenly realize that the cheap shit that I'd been drinking all night had the words "ice" written all over it: caused me to be 15 minutes late to work while I can't stop the spinning...felt I needed to be at home drinking.