They say a drunk mans words are a sober mans thoughts. I’m not so sure … I think I claimed to love ub40 last night, which I do like a few of their songs, but far from “love”. It’s was weird re-reading that, because I don’t remember posting it, but I do somewhat remember screaming the lyrics to “Red Red Wine” and thinking to myself that I think my neighbors would probably hate me.
Yesterday was just one of those days where I thought I could handle it, but by days end, it was just too much for me. I’m pretty sure that anything I came into contact with broke or became unstable. Things didn’t work for me at work, my car battery died so I was late, I forgot my phone at home. Reality sunk in for a little too long, It was just one of those days.
One of those days where one drink turned into two, then three, then four … and then it turned into sucking on the bottle for a bit. Those nights are few and far between, not because I don’t want them, or I don’t invite them, but because I’m too lazy fill up my ice cube trays and anybody knows warm mixed drinks are no fun. I know, lazy right? Something about stumbling around my apartment, stubbing my toes on every step, at every turn, laughing at myself, and falling to the floor only to find myself staring at the ceiling with no thoughts in my mind, something about it is intoxicating. No pun intended. In all honesty it’s nice to just let loose on occasion as long as it’s not too often, and it’s not beyond ridiculousness.
It felt good just to relax though, even if it was all night even if I didn’t accomplish anything constructive. No video games. No cleaning. No problems or worries. Absolutely nothing.
Even if it was just for one night.
(left)Here is the end to last night, and to the end of MaBeGroMo ’07.
(right)Miss right. I was out to find her tonight. Ok, so I should rephrase. Not miss right, but miss right now. I think I found her. Her name is Marie Callender and she’s waiting for me …. I should be going now.
‘Cause you’re my, you’re my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don’t throw that away
‘Cause I’m here for you
Please don’t walk away and
Please tell me you’ll stay, stay, yeah
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Jen November 29, 2007
May you have better days ahead of you. And YUM! I want some pie!