5:50pm: 1
6:43pm: 2 (and the Rex Goliath is finally finished)
And mind you I'm filling these Sidney sized, half-inch from the brim. Not your restaurant style half a bulb's worth of wine.
I've had a hell of a day. Really a hell of an hour where everything compounded, erupted, and had to quickly be compartmentalized because I was on the phone with my father. My computer charger broke last week and my computer has been dead all weekend, from Thursday night on. I was able to get into the Physics lab last night to know out some work, but I'm still a little behind. I slept on my futon last night because the thunder storm made me uncomfortable and a little scared to be alone in the apartment so I had to sleep with the television on so I could have white noise instead of the thunder and lightning. My back is still a little sore. I called my mother today and she told me that she forged my signature on a check and jacked me out of some serious rent money. When I have to live in a car, you know who to speak to. I called my dad right after and by then it was too late. I had already built up the stress and was struggling to hold it back. My mail held my new computer charger but I was so worked up that I forgot that my computer needed a few minutes to start charging after being dead for so long that I freaked and thought I had to go to the Apple Store (Satan's flagship). Of course my phone started to die and I dropped it while talking to my dad. When I tried to use my ipod to write on Yonni's wall it kept dying and I left a really lame comment. Of course now that the day is over things are starting to figure themselves out, thank you alcohol. I just wish I had some weed to go with this. (THIS SECTION AND ANYTHING PRIOR WAS WRITTEN WHILE I WAS STILL SORT OF SOBER).
7:06pm: 3 (Full glass of Coastal Estates riesling. I wanted to see if I could finish the bottle off in one glass. I drank the rest straight from the bottle)
8:05pm: ran an errand
9:09: 4
Still continuing the pinot....
I need a cheeseburger. I know it's late but since I'm a little incapacitated and it's too far to walk, could someone please bring me a cheeseburger or a couple dozen. I need a cheeseburger so bad, more than I need to get pounded from behind, and I need that badly . Warm meat smothered in cheese and pickles and ketchup and mustard. A little onion mixed in there and sandwiched between two low quality buns, my god! I'm in heaven, or at least my mouth is.
6:43pm: 2 (and the Rex Goliath is finally finished)
And mind you I'm filling these Sidney sized, half-inch from the brim. Not your restaurant style half a bulb's worth of wine.
I've had a hell of a day. Really a hell of an hour where everything compounded, erupted, and had to quickly be compartmentalized because I was on the phone with my father. My computer charger broke last week and my computer has been dead all weekend, from Thursday night on. I was able to get into the Physics lab last night to know out some work, but I'm still a little behind. I slept on my futon last night because the thunder storm made me uncomfortable and a little scared to be alone in the apartment so I had to sleep with the television on so I could have white noise instead of the thunder and lightning. My back is still a little sore. I called my mother today and she told me that she forged my signature on a check and jacked me out of some serious rent money. When I have to live in a car, you know who to speak to. I called my dad right after and by then it was too late. I had already built up the stress and was struggling to hold it back. My mail held my new computer charger but I was so worked up that I forgot that my computer needed a few minutes to start charging after being dead for so long that I freaked and thought I had to go to the Apple Store (Satan's flagship). Of course my phone started to die and I dropped it while talking to my dad. When I tried to use my ipod to write on Yonni's wall it kept dying and I left a really lame comment. Of course now that the day is over things are starting to figure themselves out, thank you alcohol. I just wish I had some weed to go with this. (THIS SECTION AND ANYTHING PRIOR WAS WRITTEN WHILE I WAS STILL SORT OF SOBER).
7:06pm: 3 (Full glass of Coastal Estates riesling. I wanted to see if I could finish the bottle off in one glass. I drank the rest straight from the bottle)
8:05pm: ran an errand
9:09: 4
Still continuing the pinot....
I need a cheeseburger. I know it's late but since I'm a little incapacitated and it's too far to walk, could someone please bring me a cheeseburger or a couple dozen. I need a cheeseburger so bad, more than I need to get pounded from behind, and I need that badly . Warm meat smothered in cheese and pickles and ketchup and mustard. A little onion mixed in there and sandwiched between two low quality buns, my god! I'm in heaven, or at least my mouth is.
