Is there a Mr. Cohol in the place? A Mr. Al Cohol? Come on people, is there any Al Cohol in the place? 2002-10-22 - 9:41 p.m.
Ugh. What a long day, made seemingly endless through a combination of work, caffeine, cold medicine, useless information that I already knew, and icky, drizzly rain. But, for reasons that shall remain nameless, tonight I easily have plenty of reasons to do one of two things: drink until my liver turns to mush, or tattoo the word 'loser' on my forehead in big black letters (yes kind of like in the movie "Never Been Kissed"). Or maybe both. Just figure it out for yourself.
Anyway, I really have nothing to say. My life has slipped to new levels of boringness and absolute boredom. I find January sneaking up on me faster and faster each day. While I should be excited, I'm absolutely terrified. And always regretful. There are too many loose ends, ripe with possiblity, just flopping free in the breeze.
Eww. I do not like that phrase.
At any rate, to whom it may concern, have a great night. At least think of me sitting here rotting away in my boredom.