holliday

I suppose it's nice to have an extra day off...even if it does leave me with too much time to sit around and think.

Mostly I was just happy to have a night where I could get smashingly drunk and not worry about waking up the next morning.

And mostly, I don't have that many thoughts left...
I've gone to my numb place where all thoughts cease.

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Instead, I'm trying to use this time to make a dent in this encredible mess I live in. My brother in one of his hate emails was quoted as saying that I live "like a bag lady, literally in my own filth." He might be an asshole, but that's kinda true.

Besides, I figure trying to get this place clean and starting to get rid of things I'm not taking with me when I move might help to inspire me to look into the future. Desperate to conjure some hope in me.

In the same vein, I spend a lot of my free time cruising ads for used cars. I love The Molly Roger but she's deteriorated so much it's become a safety concern. Besides, I need a reliable vehicle that I can use to move me and my two kitties in. Don't worry though, any car I end up getting will absolutely receive a custom paint job. Can't say it will be the same one though...

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Plans for this evening? The usual...drinking and misery. A cry if I'm lucky enough to feel anything...