it's been four days since i've been drunk.

i feel compulsively deviant either in spite of or because of my obnoxious level of sobriety. gross.



also, the fact that it's september and i still don't own a mattress depresses the FUCK out of me. not to mention the whole sleeping alone thing that i absolutely refuse to do unless left optionless. unfortunately, the people i hang out with are too much like myself in that they hang out with one person too much and then get soo fucking sick of them that they can't stand to look at them anymore. that's okay. i guess i'm like that with music sometimes too.

i've become ridiculously irritable and it's only day 4.

fuck. me.