wild_zero

well, here's the deal. el myr was successful in the sense that i forgot about savannah longings for a moment (until just now , really) and i downed myself three pints o' the pbr. this is success. at least for tonight. now sam and his accord will arrive hopefully in the near future, and i will have smoked much before then, and the mst3k will be acquired before the night is dead. i want to laugh myself stupid. i want to laugh so hard i throw up or go to sleep. tonight is a great evening. it is the second night of my new life. for a fleeting moment, i was regretting my decision to destroy the car. but today, when driving home, i realized it was completely a construct that society had developed, and i wanted to purge myself of these things. let it be known that for the record, i'm not actually the person engaging in this self-destructive and conscious experimentation. it's the shadow creeping forth and exerting his authority over my own actions. i must let the shadow run its course; far too long have i been keeping my companion and clever friend away from my affairs. far too long have i neglected the calling for what i've always wanted to transcend. the shadow is helping me realize what i've really been attracted to all along, and that i must pursue these things without hesitation, doubt, or meandering. i shake hands with my clever companion tonight. thank you. good evening.