Why is it I can't see how pretty I am unless I am drunk?
Why is it I don't get drunk more often?
(Why do I keep getting drunk at work? Merely temptation of something deeper?)
Why is it easier to blog this nonsense rather than get something useful done?
Why is it I can bare my soul online and still no one cares?
Shit. Why is it this time I got drunken remorse and not euphoria? I know, because I finished work early and tried to get the train but it never showed up. Got a slow tram home instead, after missing a couple of better trams. The drinking made work a little blurrier. That might help.
Monday, August 17, 2009
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