Got stoned and played guitar yesterday. I thought this was p. cool. Especially the backing loop is what I liked the most.
Ok I’m done.
Beautiful Waxahatchee. Becca and I got a picture with her because she is too wonderful to exist believably.
This is what I wore outside to smoke un cigarillo y retrieve un periodico. My neighbors stared. It’s 30 degrees outside. It’s also 3:30 in the afternoon and I’m not dressed.
Spring Break 2013-WILD 4 DA NIGHT FUCK BEIN’ POLITE.
1) Last week: I do not own a can opener. I had to open the can like this, and scoop the chili out.
2) 2 Weeks ago: I sort of regret shaving. Also, I take really awesome self photos while I eat. It’s when the camera is most flattering to me.
3) 2 weeks ago: Sneaking a drink of chocolate drink. I later found out this isn’t even real chocolate milk, that it’s mainly water and dehydrated milk. While explains why it’s $2/half-gallon.
Common themes found in the photo-set: Food and drink, kitchen, me, me being weird, reason for me to find a roommate because it’s so boring here.
FUCK U, VIRGINIA WOOLF. YR A STUPID AUTHOR. THIS BOOK SUCKS. WHY R U POPULAR? U SEEM LIKE U’D BE A NERD BACK IN YR DAY. AND AN IDIOT. THAT’S WHAT U R, VIRGINIA WOOLF. U R AN IDIOT.
Chocolate milk mustaches don’t happen to work very well with a real mustache.
Got dat fuzzy hater blocker protecting my lip.
Oh boy.
So the other night was the worst night of my life.
It was a really complicated situation overall, and I am not going to get into the details of it on here, but basically I got blackout drunk off vodka/whiskey/beer and did a bunch of horrible things that I couldn’t even remember the next day. It was the single most embarrassing thing for me yesterday, trying to put together what it was that happened to me on Thursday night with the help of other people I talked to on the phone that night. I feel like a huge asshole. I’ve decided not to drink anything other than a nice craft beer every once in a while, (limiting myself to one per night) until the end of the quarter, at the very least, potentially until summer. I never want to feel the way I did yesterday ever again, and I never want to repeat Thursday night ever again. I acted way out of line and made a complete fool of myself. I am not sure why I am posting this to here, but I feel that I just needed to get some things off my chest, and writing is my go-to way of doing so. Overall, I just want to thank my friends for being there for me and being wonderful people, I’ll still go to parties with you, but please respect that I don’t want to drink anymore this quarter, it will help me out a lot.
I’ll still be smoking weed, though, because I won’t put myself in any situation similar to the other night when I’m high.
