It's nearly 1PM and I came through my night of drunken/stoned depression without a hangover.
Every now and then I reach an emotional low that I handle with a blast of cathartic intoxication, the result of which is a feeling of psychic cleansing, and I'm definitely feeling that now. It's also a day off, and I can get some final holiday shopping done; I'm still debating heading into Manhattan since the relentless holiday stuff will drive me nuts, and the beggars will be out in full force, but I do need to get out of my apartment for a few hours.
It'd be nice to have a ladyfriend within close range. I'd love to take her out for a long, leisurely lunch, but tough titty for me.
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