I was a horrendous author-unit today. Not only did I not write at all, but I’m also drunk as fuck. Most of my day was spent playing World of Final Fantasy, Left 4 Dead, and The Sims 4. Repeatedly. In fact, as soon as I’m done with this entry, I’m going back to one of them. I’m not sure which.
I blame Anne. She’s the one that drove (in her electric wheelchair) to the 7-11 next door just to get alcohol. Which is why she’s just a little less drunk than I am. I say a little less because she likes these girly flavored drinks, while I love straight beer. I think this is why we get along so well. Balance. 😀
I also surfed on the internet a bit. And not just for weird fetish porn (this time). You know, drinking is the absolute worst time to come across people like Poppy and Whitney Wisconsin “dog fucker.” I never heard of either, but I was stumbling around on YouTube and…wow. My horizons were definitely expanded.
Anyway, considering my day was so relaxing and shallow, I’m ending this entry here.
Tomorrow: back to writing.
I can’t wait…
“To me, the drive for monumentality is as inbred as the desire for food and sex, regardless of how we denigrate it. Monuments differ in different periods. Each age has its own.”
– Philip Johnson