aaronidiot

Last night was nice. A bit of drink, a bit of smoke, and a little bit of Lotus oil in the vaporizer. Ahhh.

This morning when I was working out, after doing a round of sit-ups, I sat down on my couch and just kinda relaxed my eyes. It had been a while since I took stock of how fucked up I am when I'm sober, and wow, the walls were crawling very nicely. Its amazing, you can become so used to being fucked up, you don't even notice it anymore.

Tonight I'll be drinking with Jim. I'm thinking some dinner at Our House might be nice. Then we'll hit up Marty's for some Belgians and go back to my place to watch some 24. Getting through that first season has taken so long. You'd think having it on dvd would make it go by quickly, but we just can't seem to get through an episode without getting drunk enough to talk over the whole damn thing. At least tonight it'll be beer, because when we fill a glass with just whiskey instead of beer, we barely start the episode and we're already jabbering away like a couple of assholes.

I sang to a random girl on the street last night while walking home. I'm not sure if I just embarrased the shit out of her, or if I scared her. Either way, I was greatly amused, and it was in French! I'm afraid I'm turning into one of those crazy people. But at least I'm happy crazy.

And now, for something completely different ....