so a few things.... wow I have gas and holy fuck I gotta admit it don't smell good up in here. Also, drunk, yes I am. Another thing, listening to the Galaxie radio stations on your tv is kinda gay in the 80's way but I'm doing it anyway, and the music is quite craptastic, they are playing horrible music ( Women around the world at work? Yes, this is the song I'm hearing right now. Are you kidding me?)

I've lost 6 lbs. Yeah, I'm still total chunkathon, but still... I'm feeling a little wistful. Sometimes don't we all think we will get a chance to go back and do it again?

I write like a fucking automaton robot.

P.S. I have 3 bottles of wine left. Want to help me drink it?