Finish work at 4:30, home by 5:10.
Drunk by 6:30. Now I have the house to myself so I decided to plug in my massive stereo that I can’t turn on when the parents are home, and crank some filthy dubstep/Drum n Bass tunes. Today is shit, but today is good.
It’s 7pm Friday night, got home from work at 5pm.
I have no plans for tonight, yet I have already had 3 shots of scotch, each followed by a beer…. wtf is wrong with me?
Oh, something’s bothering you? You can’t understand something, or something is on your mind a lot? Have a beer to sit and relax. Have another beer to clear your mind. Grab another one while you re-think the things that bother you. Finished that one? Better fetch yourself another one while you continue to contemplate your situation. Realised that things aren’t going how you want them to be? Better grab another beer while you wonder “why?” While your at it, pull the 6th out the fridge because you know you’re going to need it.
Drunk as at band practice :D and the guy who owns the practice studio has just given us another gig on a regular basis.. So fucking happy.