I want to post something … even if it’s nothing. I know, each day, as I do my web-rounds, even the smallest update gives me renewed hope.. as if my piddley blog is on anyones daily rounds - honestly I sorta hope not
well. lets see… I’ve been drinking. pretty much all week. this evening/night however, I had the pleasure of drinking with others. always a joy. fortunately for me, drinking alone never goes past 1 or 2 drinks. why? because I pass out. it makes me very tired. I imagine this is a good thing. keep me from becoming a ravaged alcoholic. especially since, I drink to reward myself; mopped the bathroom floor, 1 new castle and a family guy ep rewarded. yep. I play games with myself to keep entertained.
I’m rather annoyed that there are explosion sounds outside…. fireworks most likely, but gunshots wouldn’t suprise me too much - “bad neighborhoods” aren’t too far away. makes me wonder what it must be like to live in a war-zone. man that would fucking suck… never ever a situation I will purposefully put myself in. same reason why I could never commit physical crimes against myself, it’s a waste. and a damned crime against ones family. don’t fucking do it…… no matter how down you may be. I know. I(’ve) be(en) there.
blah. nothing to look forward to. plans that may or may not materialize. I want something good in my future. something solid. something real. a girl… ah, a sweet, wonderful woman to share my self and the world with. she could make all the difference I imagine. my <3 to you, beautiful lady, whomever you are.
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