Monthly Archives: October 2007

I am not even sure what the fuck went on in that rambling mess from last night, but I will say that’s what happens when I start taking pills and decide that nothing I consume to alter my state of … Continue reading →

Sometimes I am not as drunk as drinking 4 bottles of wine alone is drunk, but right now that is my drunk–fuck your mother. This is where I am both hostile and sexual at the same time. In this moment … Continue reading →

Oh god, sometimes when I am alone I listen to the Lambada as loud as fucking possible and remind myself that I am truly a fucking loser. How amazing is that? Fucking amazing. I spent the evening watching shows I … Continue reading →

Yesterday I went running and I came home with this cute-as-fucking-hell bicycle. This is what happens when your memory is photographic and you are not suffering from alcohol related dementia all the time. You run by a bicycle shop and … Continue reading →

I am a fucking dirtbag. No, seriously. Last night I went to the bar to meet up with friends and I did not even have to get drunk I just sort of fucked around trying to drink only two drinks … Continue reading →

I am too lazy to copy what I wrote for XTX and paste it here. Read it there.