
While it's amazing that if I have an idea, I can write it down, and post it online within a matter of minutes, it's not always a good thing.
It was to my surprise that the last two postings were created, as I have NO recollection of them WHAT SO EVER, and am not even sure what that photo is of.
(cough)
Idiot. That is why I am no longer proud of this, which is why it will probably get a lot more hits, because I'm a drunk who writes about the things that we hide from ourselves and others. I on the other hand OWN every shit I take, if you get my drift.
"Listen, I know I'm a dork, but it's cool, I OWN it!"
If you're female and drink Whiskey and would like to be identified as anything other than a drunk stain at any bar, then you either have to be 80 and party like your 20. OR you have to be the hottest rich cougar in the tri-county area.
(No, I don't drink whiskey!)
No matter what, females who drink Whiskey aren't hot. It's not sexxy to be an alcoholic...I think. Although I'm probably wrong, as always.
It's Saturday night, my crazy night. My hair is done, (done what, I don't know) my nails are the same chewed short stubby ugly nubs with a new lacquer of black across each one of them, and I just can't get motivated.
Is it because I'm drinking Sake out of a small wooden box at room temp?
Possibly.
There are 8 other reasons, and one of them has to do with the fact that I've listened to She Wolf by Shakira 90 times since I paid 1.29$ for it on Amazon yesterday. If I saw me in the little girls room, I'd beat me up with this knowledge.
"I thought you'd be meaner than this." "We met in a beach cab...."
Everytime Shakira makes the little howling noise in the song, I sing along.
Is it true you're judged by the company you keep? What if you're a loner? Then FUCKIN WHAT!
What if you're trying real hard not to look like a loner, but because you're trying so hard it appears that I'm "hanging out with the wrong crowd" when in fact I don't give a fuck about a crowd.
Also it's not ok to talk fast or think fast. They'll think you're cheating.
If left to my own devices, I'd probably excel faster than I am now. Good thing I'm not alone.
1 comment:
the instant gratification of self publishing can be treacherous and fun at the same time. Cool photo
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