boring diary. don't read this. pt1
3:53PM
i woke up some time after 1pm. after getting off from work at midnight, New Year's Eve I took my ass home and proceeded to do absolutely nothing. i was tired, yes, but i was a tad restless, and some punk kid at work essentially ruined my day and evening. which i then subsequently took out on my boyfriend. i was wrong, and i had no business yelling at him. of course it spiraled out into him concluding that i didn't love him, and that i was a horrible boyfriend. after we hung up i drank the last half of some cheesy arbor mist bottle, a lil 50mL bottle of Johnny Walker Black, 2 bottles of Chardonnay i found in the fridge (i had to push the cork DOWNWARDS because I couldn't find a corkscrew) and 2 ambien pills.
at some point afterwards i decided to take a shower, after which i remember waking up in my NYU sweatshirt and nothing else. ah, yes. another one of my patented, world-famous blackouts. what happened? nothing i hope. i do an inventory of the apartment. there are huge red wine stains all over the kitchen floor. the fish food is knocked onto the floor. other than that, i did no damage to the apartment. what did i get from this? nothing.
i'm glad to have this excuse not to be on myspace. i won't waste a good chunk of time checking and returning messages. maybe the week will be more productive. unless my lethargy is extended into the rest of the week. in which case it wouldn't matter if i were on or not.
i feel pretty crappy though. i don't think much else is going to happen today. i'm lazy and starving, so i'm gonna huff and puff till i can't take it anymore, and then i'll stumble into the kitchen (which i've since wiped down) and try to find something to eat. i think there's some cold chicken that i can turn into a chicken salad. lots of cheese... some tomato sauce. do i have pasta? maybe i'll just make something in a pink sauce... i dunno.... whatever it is, i'll prolly binge on it, feel even more horrible, and go back to sleep. new year's day is definitely a wash.
i woke up some time after 1pm. after getting off from work at midnight, New Year's Eve I took my ass home and proceeded to do absolutely nothing. i was tired, yes, but i was a tad restless, and some punk kid at work essentially ruined my day and evening. which i then subsequently took out on my boyfriend. i was wrong, and i had no business yelling at him. of course it spiraled out into him concluding that i didn't love him, and that i was a horrible boyfriend. after we hung up i drank the last half of some cheesy arbor mist bottle, a lil 50mL bottle of Johnny Walker Black, 2 bottles of Chardonnay i found in the fridge (i had to push the cork DOWNWARDS because I couldn't find a corkscrew) and 2 ambien pills.
at some point afterwards i decided to take a shower, after which i remember waking up in my NYU sweatshirt and nothing else. ah, yes. another one of my patented, world-famous blackouts. what happened? nothing i hope. i do an inventory of the apartment. there are huge red wine stains all over the kitchen floor. the fish food is knocked onto the floor. other than that, i did no damage to the apartment. what did i get from this? nothing.
i'm glad to have this excuse not to be on myspace. i won't waste a good chunk of time checking and returning messages. maybe the week will be more productive. unless my lethargy is extended into the rest of the week. in which case it wouldn't matter if i were on or not.
i feel pretty crappy though. i don't think much else is going to happen today. i'm lazy and starving, so i'm gonna huff and puff till i can't take it anymore, and then i'll stumble into the kitchen (which i've since wiped down) and try to find something to eat. i think there's some cold chicken that i can turn into a chicken salad. lots of cheese... some tomato sauce. do i have pasta? maybe i'll just make something in a pink sauce... i dunno.... whatever it is, i'll prolly binge on it, feel even more horrible, and go back to sleep. new year's day is definitely a wash.
posted by edjamuhkaytedqt at 3:53 PM
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