sprinkle

Oi. This past week has been tumultuous. Went to the ER tonight and got prescribed vicotin. They couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. Wankers, the lot of 'em. The Golden Globes are on. One never realizes how many celebrities there are until one gets cable. OK, go! show coming up on Wednesday, Less Than Jake on the 30th, tatoo tomorrow. Taking 30 days off from drinking. I'm sure i'll be round these parts more. Writing a grant fot Big Heavy World, they rock. Trying to get some more shit published as well.
I start therapy Monday. We'll see if this time around i actually make some progress. Not psycho, just a bit unweildy adn self-loathing.

Let's see, what else, oh well... Vicotin and pot clouding my ability to ramble on.
I want a romp and a cuddle.
Offers are pouring in lately, but can't seem to hold my attention, fickle i suppose. whatever. I'm meant to be alone. even seemingly happy couples are more than likely fucked up. I'm a cynic.
My MP3 player is awesome. Gym time is sweet. Tomorrow i am going for a run outside cause it's been like 50 degrees here during the day. Very odd.
all right i'll shut up now.
*my spelling sucks today* Let's say on saturdays spelling doesn't count, new rule in sprinkelworld.