trahern

For some reason Echo's latest entry struck a chord...and yet I'm writing here where noone will see instead of adding a comment to hers. Frellit. I haven't bothered with personal smeg since I was able to stay logged in for more than a page at a time. I keep planning to do a self portrait,. but I haven't photographed anyone else for months - or maybe even years - so why bother doing myself.

I have been a giggling drunk. I have been a grumpy drunk. I've been a drunk with a black eye and bleeding nose. (The girl didn't have a drink to throw in my face, so she threw my rollerblade wheels instead.) I have done stupid embarrasing things, but I have NOT done things that are much worse, so I consider myself ahead, because I believe myself entirely capable of doing them.

Personal experience reminds me: I think vodka mixes better with orange juice, or coke, or crude oil, than with the internet. That's not about to stop us of course. What the hell was my point...bah. I guess I'm done.

I hope Echo will feel better.