Perils of assimilation

If only life came with subtitles.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Take that, hangover! I have eluded you once more!

Generally, when I feel terrible, I don't hide in my room, I go out and try and hide what I'm feeling with substances and friends.

That was a very long sentence. I'm an awful writer, the only good stuff comes out of my moments of psychosis. Which is how most writers roll, but my psychotic moments are brief and occasional. I'm disgustingly normal.


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