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I started drinking tonight to relax and forget my troubles for a while but the more I drank the more I got upset about stuff so I think I'm gonna have to stop drinking for a while since it seems to be counter productive. So Rum, if you are reading this I still love you and want to be friends but I just need some space and time to myself for a while. It's not you, it's me.
I started drinking tonight to relax and forget my troubles for a while but the more I drank the more I got upset about stuff so I think I'm gonna have to stop drinking for a while since it seems to be counter productive. So Rum, if you are reading this I still love you and want to be friends but I just need some space and time to myself for a while. It's not you, it's me.
Dear Siggy,
I totally understand. You aren't the first sap person that has to forego my fabulousness because you can't handle all the shit life keeps throwing at you need a break. I know you love me. Who doesn't? You take all the time you need. Sure, we can still be friends. It's not like I don't have them lined up behind you.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
I did not miss them. It was a magical, amazing show.
thank god. My heart would have gone out to you so hard if you had missed them. Were you able to score a spot pretty close to the front, aka close to Sam's majestic dance moves and piercing eye contact?
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
I did not miss them. It was a magical, amazing show.
thank god. My heart would have gone out to you so hard if you had missed them. Were you able to score a spot pretty close to the front, aka close to Sam's majestic dance moves and piercing eye contact?
I was maybe 25-30 feet back but on an elevated platform to the side so I had a great view. I did run into Sam out on the street before the show and say hi to him.
thank god. My heart would have gone out to you so hard if you had missed them. Were you able to score a spot pretty close to the front, aka close to Sam's majestic dance moves and piercing eye contact?
I was maybe 25-30 feet back but on an elevated platform to the side so I had a great view. I did run into Sam out on the street before the show and say hi to him.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Drankin!!!!! Oh how i love my wine! Gulpy gulpidity doo bitches!
Fuck wine. Beer is better.
Begone with your snobbery, you elitist! The wine shall remember your smite when we're stranded on a deserted island with giant barrels of vino and not a brew in sight.
Wine, beer, and scotch are like my three children. Sometimes they can give me a splitting headache, but each is truly as wonderful as the next in its own unique way.
ugh i dont like this losing an hour bullshit! thats an extra hour i could be drinking damn it!!!!
If you were drinking right, that lost hour would have been one of many, and therefore of less concern.
Get your sh!t together; the benefactors of manufactured time sense pay no attention to your inability to suspend disbelief by arbitrarily changing the timescale we all share.
Losing an hour last night totally threw me off my game. At 4 am I suddenly felt like I had to go to sleep because it was 5. I didn't go to sleep till almost 7, which was actually almost 6. But now I'm tired and I've been up for an hour and I'm not sure how long I slept for.
Also, I had some fucked up dreams last night. Filled with swirling images of bejeweled faces, topless hippies, glitter and lights...