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Drunken Ramblings 2

09:36 / 01.05.04

Hey Ganesh thanks for saving my life. I was really fucking depressed aout six months ago and you, Leonard Cohen and Morissey were about all that stould between between me and suicide. So I guess Barbelith has kindof saved my life.

So thanks for convincing me that life had somesort of meaningand that it was meaningful, And thanks to Haus for convincing me that I was I wasn't the smartest perwson in the world, and thus didn't have to worry about humanities problems. And thanks to gingerbop for just being really entertaining. You're a really cool person, bravo!

And sorry for inflicting my problems on the rest of you.

You really are great people, and I will talk to you when I haven't had this much coors and vodka.

09:44 / 01.05.04

And I realize that most of you have no idea who the fuck I am.
But I really have been a round for awhile, check out my profile. You people are great, bye for the night !

Whisky Priestess

14:06 / 01.05.04

"And thanks to Haus for convincing me that I was I wasn't the smartest perwson in the world,"

This must be the first time he's got any thanks for that sort of thing. Huggles!

16:35 / 01.05.04

Wow, it seems like like I only post when I am either drunk or high or depressed, so umm...... yeah I would have absolutely no idea what to think of me.

But the stuff about the general coolness of you people all stands, you may return to the regularly scheduled drunken ramblings.

Exit.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

16:47 / 01.05.04

(drunken huggle to g muzak)

g, mind if I bung in an actual drunken ramble of my own?

So, I just got home. So, I'm drunk. So, I promised everyone at my house I wasn't going out to get drunk. AND I WASN'T! But I've had a wicked day of actually, literally, coincidentally bumping into people who have all wanted to go for a quick pint. So yes, I'm drunk. But it wasn't deliberate. So, housemates, can you stop looking at me like... no, fair enough. I fucked up. (It was also kind of weird... I think the last person I bumped into was trying to fix me up with one of his friends... maybe I should've worn my wedding ring. No disrespect to the lady involved, but it made for awkward conversation- "ah, this is my friend ******. He's very well-read, you know. Likes lots of the stuff you're into." "umm... hello..."