i mean, really
i'm about to go to bed but i just wanted to share with everyone that it's really fucking early in the morning and i'm feeling saucy due to the codeine in my body. i ache for your love.
two things i'm looking forward to in the nearish future: 1) my best buddy nate's wedding in june and 2) wemf in canada. #1 is no doubt .. i have to make it or he will eat my testicles with pan roasted au jus. #2 would be so good for my sanity. leave the country with crazyfoo and just go fucking wild for a few days. all these things cost money though. money i don't have and won't have unless i make some attempt at scraping together a living. but shit, that's sobergard talking. i bet i won't even remember saying that once i wrap my lips around my sidecar bubbler packed with tasty herb.
trainspotting is a fucking great movie. the credits are rolling behind me. i guess i missed the last part. i'm wearing headphones that are connected to my computer but nothing is playing at the moment. the only purpose this is serving .. well, to mute the television behind me i guess. but why would i want to do that? maybe i shouldn't go to bed. or maybe i should go to bed and rewind the film to where i think i left off. will that be the correct spot? do i remember the last scene i saw? was he running from the police .. no, well .. kinda. i think it was past the scene where they were in court. fuck if i know. maybe i should start from the beginning. but fuck that too .. i mean, shit. it's not like i have all the time in the world to sit and watch the same parts of a movie over and over again ... .... ..... or maybe that's exactly the case where i have this abundance of time i just don't want to admit it because doing so would be admitting i'm a fucking loser at the same time. where the fuck am i going with all this?
bottom line. i want to go to the wedding /and/ wemf. is it possible? we will see. i'll keep you posted because well .. i'm a fucking loser with nothing better to do, eh?