Holy shit, I have no idea what’s happening to me. It hits 9 or 10 and night and I am bagged, ready for bed. I think that my body may be seeking revenge for years and years (and years) of abuse. I need to take control and show my fucking body who’s boss. I’m like Tony Mother Fucking Danza in this person, not my body.

You ever run into that situation where you’re home alone, thirsty as hell and all there is to drink in the fridge is a can of tonic water? Where the hell did that can of tonic water come from anyway? Every place that I’ve lived in, there’s tonic water in the fridge, yet I’ve never bought it before. Tonight, I tried drinking that tonic water. Let me tell you people: It sucks. Sure, I drank it all - I was thirsty. But, damn! I did not enjoy it.

Also, I’m officially going to Austin in March for STAPLE! What is there to do in Austin folks? You gotta let me know.

This entry was posted on Friday, December 2nd, 2005 at 7:49 pm and is filed under Hate Song. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.