I am sad. Will settle for virtual hugs.
I wrote a bunch more, then deleted it cuz it just sounded pissy. Plus, whining is something I reserve for my blog, which no one reads.→
The only things keeping me sane right now are rum, pot, cigarettes, and bacon cheeseburgers.
And I can't walk away. I can't leave. I can't NOT do what I'm doing.
Sure there's tons of positive things I could do: quit smoking, drink less, eat better, exercise.
I'm not going to do ANY of those things, I assure you.
Thank god for rock'n'roll.