Holy Smokes.
Check that out!
I don't even remember typing that crap. I don't remember going to bed. Fortunately, it was a bar across the street from my hotel and there was no driving involved. I just wish I hadn't spent so much money on drinks. "That's funny right there... I don't care who you are..." I am not hung over in the least which bothers me. I feel like I'm not really getting the return on my investment. You know, I'm being shorted on the misery I deserve for such self disrespect. Don't be concerned with the dark references. I'm positive it was nothing more than a little drunken self pity. In retrospect, things are getting better slowly. It is frustrating to have been so emotionally and mentally stable with a sense of direction and control in your life and to watch that person disintegrate before you as you gaze into the mirror. I don't deal well with being this broken. Oye!
I am going to get my self ready for work and some more (hopefully uneventful) travel. It's back to the great state of Texas this evening. I hear they have big chickens there... :) I am going to be daydreaming about sleep.
Good, glad things are better in the light of a new day.
And I was going to tell you that you writequite nicely for a drunk. :) Typically when people blog and drink they end up writing just a bunch of gobbldygook. But you were actually able to articulate yourself.
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