narcissus

I don't know what it is, but I have a thing for hitting inanimate objects on sidewalks. Today, I hit the garbage so hard that I think it kind of broke the front license plate. My Navigator has this thing that beeps when you get too close to something in the rear, but that also didn't stop me from hitting a huge sign in front of my new pad. Ah me...

So, I went to a friend's party on Saturday night and got so fucked up that I had to leave work early yesterday - I felt like I was going to puke and my hands were shaking while I was dissecting. I asked what was in the punch at the party and they wouldn't tell me. Yesterday, that a-hole told me that rum, gin, 151 (!), and who knows what else was in it! Son of a ! And I thought it was just the bottle of Hennessey my boy and I split that fucked me up.

I miss NY and the northeast in general. I think I want to live here, but I need enough money to be able to go back home and have fun... often. I also need to lose weight so I can be faster at beating the shit out of people, I mean, so I can be healthy.