thats VERY good, neil…
the fact that you had to ask is not good though…you should know better.
I sowwy…
I started around 10:30; went and played 18 holes of golf and came back and resumed drinking. i suppose i could keep giong unti 1030 tonight and make it an even 12 horus!
Wow, I had my first beer at 11am, in the parking lot prior to the Twins baseball game. Had 5 more inside and just got home, so I made it until 5:45pm cent time…Almost 7 hours…Hmm, I am thirsty still…
I look up to you GHOST…
i’ve been drinking wine for the last three hours STRAIGHT!!! It’s from South Africa, boyeeeeeee
I have recently been going through a serious depression–feeling bad all day, feeling like I’m worthless, like I’m doing everything wrong, and sleeping like shit. It’s not even from drinking because I haven’t been. It’s amazing how much less sleep I can get and still function pretty well. I have to say that I kind of enjoy being up so late listening to music on headphones but I’d rather be sleeping and NOT thinking about things.
Moving with my family in a few months has meant going through all of my school papers and college things. This has brought back a flood of memories and emotions I’d rather have stayed swept under rugs and tucked into the back of folders in closets. It’s half memories of girlfriends and half feelings of wasted potential and drive–going over my old Creative Writing stuff made me feel ashamed of my current working pattern(s).
On top of this, I get home tonight with an email from Dave saying that he is going to be moving to Chicago sooner than he thought; maybe as early as Tuesday. So I will, in all probability, not see him before he goes. It’s not like he’s out of my life forever because of this, but y’know, I haven’t seen him since the wedding (July 15th) and haven’t seen him since a week before that on man-to-man terms. I feel a sense of indignant, impotent anger about the whole thing. If it was me moving away, I’d have made time to see him one last time.
Our emails/hanging out have gotten less and less frequent over the past four years and it’s about to get to its lowest point, I fear. Everything combined together has me in a wrecked state. My best friend is effectively gone as a support force in my life when I’m at one of my lowest periods…
So I’m going to do what any person would do in my shoes: get piss drunk.
Is it “Goat’s Do Roam”?
We drank a ton of that a few months ago at the Garaj Mahal show here in Cleveland.
It is DELICIOUS! (and relatively cheap compared to the other choices)
ive had that too, will.u.r.
decent…not the best…i’d give it 87 points.
yeah.
87 points.
greg…it’ll pass…ive been a tad depressed and sad and all those other shitty emotins, too, lately…it’ll all pass…just keep looking forward and keep yer chin up…pops used to tell me that.
be good…be safe…take er easy, all.
you bastids
thanks buddy.
passes out
And remember what Mallrats has taught us :
You need to take life with the sweet and the sour.
The sweet isn’t as sweet if you don’t have the sour.
Or something like that.
“She’s fucking dead?”
that’s not from Mallrats.
i know i’ve heard Jason Lee saying it though, but not Mallrats.
Vanilla Sky maybe?
^ Ahhh that could be true.
Haven’t seen either of those movies since I “lost” them between friends in college.
stone cold sober
about to have a cup of coffee to wake my ass up
man i was ON IT friday night, the rest of the weekend is kind of a blur…
Greg, the good part is the OKP aint goin anywhere…i trust the heavy drinking was therapeutic
It actually didn’t help at all. And I’m a little worried because I have no hangover. I drink a lot of water when I drink alcohol, on top of how much water I usually drink, so maybe that helps.
Maybe it was “You face forward, or you face shock and pain!!”
It smells like weed in here.
well have you been smoking it in there?
here too.
smells around… Nope just plain old TAINT’s all I smell…
