grrr, tonight.
a gruelling shift.
motherfuckers arriving 2 minutes to close.
and they bitch about the fries.
of course, people.
the fries are closing fries.

tonight i thought i was going to:
a.) get laid
b.) get sauced

since i am not getting laid, i am comprimising by being laid in spirit, and downing an entire bottle of cheap wine on a semi-empty stomach.

trying to be a lush, i am.
not really.
but hey.
when i drink wine straight from the bottle i feel special.

i don't think it's even real wine. it's labelled 'blackberry merlot product'.

word.
matt is coming (pardon the pun) tomorrow night, so sex will commence.

currently there are two friends of my sister sleeping on the couch, entwined.
one is a kid i knew in middle school, the only person i have ever come into contact with that got less than a 1% for a grade in a class. (it was 0.2%, in earth science. i don't even know how that's possible.)

currently, he seems mellow. the last time saw him was a year ago, when i smoked pot in his truck.

the wine makes a 'glug' noise when i tilt it back.

oh well.
if all else fails, i still have a tiny bit of K left.
peace, people.

the coolest song in the world right now is:another brick in the wall... pink floyd
if i were an emoticon i'd be:exhausted. and... lushy?