nothing to report

I guess I’ll write about life a bit.

It inspires me.

To drink.

In fact, when I leave this shithole (work) I think I will go home and crack open a bottle of something that is tinted with the happiness that is alcohol.

I haven’t drank since that silly little grade school reunion almost two weeks ago now. The fact alone that I went to that shows that I’m off kilter.

Nothing interesting to report, I spend each day at work coming up with new ways to flip off every person I work with.

I see too many movies these days, I have no other life. Go see Batman Begins.

I’m listening to different stuff these days, but I don’t feel like talking about music right now. I want to drink. I need a real desk so I can hide a flask in it.