i’m sitting here staring at a frosty redbull, cold sweat beading on the surface of the can, and all i can think is that i should just go to bed and get up early to write. every week the bargain gets more and more dangerous.
that asshole jim brown didn’t call. i sat waiting […]
blah. i didn’t fall asleep again. read until 6a, tossed and turned for another few hours.
and then i walked in on my dad doing UNSAVORY THINGS in front of his computer. i’m striking it from my memory forever ever, starting now.
why the fuck am i awake? jesus, my head hurts. it comes in waves. shelly and i split a bottle of wine tonight (translation: she had a glass and i had the rest), and i went to sleep at like 1030p and woke up an hour and a half ago. i […]
