Empty bars in the afternoon
By means of extemporaneous discourse a study of the curiosities and peculiarities of the human condition in its many wicked and wise ways
 [306] Uzi loverAugust 21st, 2002 – 12:35pm Posted in  Events 
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The first time I’ve wanted to write on here for a while, and of course, it’s because something bad has happened. That bloody woman in the pub. Bloody women, eh? They never seem to change, at least the ones I end up with. I was having quite a good night and then all this crap with her started and it just, oh, I don’t know, spoiled everything. I’d heard it was nice to have a woman bouncing up and down on top of you but it was just embarassing. I guess the thing that really got to me was how it reminded me all over again of how much I hate situations with women and how badly I handle them. Even after a few drinks I just felt awful and wanted to escape; I lost all confidence in myself and just felt like an object of pity. I felt so …read more.
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[135] My sisters August 16th, 2002 – 1:23pm Posted in Good Things, People
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I’d be on a major downer if it weren’t for my sisters. They’re the only people I have, along with the irrationally happy Sarah, who are guaranteed to cheer me up no matter what mood I’m in. I actually feel guilty just even thinking about being grumpy around them. They’re both too young yet to understand why people are sometimes in moods so when they see you’re down their only reaction is to try to cheer you up… you can’t put a price on that. Course, I’m sounding really selfish here, like I only use them like a free bag of speed, but I do feel a kind of love for them that I don’t think can ever change. Like my tattoo… which would cost a lot to change. *crosses fingers I never have a catastrophic and permanent fall-out with Lark*
(Not that I would have it removed.)
