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im really fucking hungover
threw up in my friends bed last night at a really fun party otherwise, also broke my phone

my relationship with alcohol has become really fucking negative and toxic so im not gonna drink until feb and then see how i feel

From my friend working at Starbucks: "I just had a customer pretend to tip me $100 for Christmas and then follow it up by making fun of my voice and accusing me of making his drink wrong. The holidays really do bring out the best in people."
That dude belongs in the trash.

My favorite bar closed down with no warning.

goosekevin wrote:im really fucking hungover
threw up in my friends bed last night at a really fun party otherwise, also broke my phone

my relationship with alcohol has become really fucking negative and toxic so im not gonna drink until feb and then see how i feel

When it gets to that point it's just really dark. Drank a bottle of gin 6 months ago in like an hour and was hungover like none other. Stopped drinking for a little over two months, broke it because I was at a bar but still drink very infrequently. Being sober is awesome dude, try it out. I don't know about you but to me drinking is not a social thing, I may be more outgoing but to me once I have that first beer it's all just stimuli to enhance my drunkeness. Try it out and after long enough if you do drink you'll probably have a healthier relationship with alcohol as I have.

UglyCasanova wrote:6:37am. Going to bed. As always, Norway's lightless winters fuck up my sense of time completely. Don't think I've seen the sun in a few weeks.

The sun is not your friend. Forget about him.

I. Am. Fucking. Miserable.

Fortunately I have a couple of friends' birthday things to go to this weekend, which will at least get me out of the goddamn apartment.

Spent all day working on this bass's wiring and it still isn't working right. Shoot. My. Damn. Head.

So what are you supposed to do when something you send somehow managed to get lost in the postage?

Exactly why I said that I didn't want to send over seaaaaaaaaaas!.

File a claim to your local post office. Hope they manage to find it in their system and reroute it. Worst case scenario claim your insurance.

Took off my shoes AND NOW I CAN'T BREATHE

#stankfeet

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Mad zappa respect though
He has a beautiful radio voice to

snipelfritz wrote:

UglyCasanova wrote:6:37am. Going to bed. As always, Norway's lightless winters fuck up my sense of time completely. Don't think I've seen the sun in a few weeks.

The sun is not your friend. Forget about him.

Saw the sun today. Overrated.

i feel absolutely miserable. can't find anything i feel like eating, and i've had a headache most of the last 2 days. and then there's Christmas. i used to really enjoy shopping for my ex, but now i have nothing to celebrate. and years later, i still want to go home. but home isn't there any more. there's even a hitch to the three day weekend, which is that i have nothing to do other than practice and smoke dope. some folks would say "hey, what more do you need?" well, i need to be loved, and that's hard to come by when you're a 59-year-old with agoraphobia about the town i live in. I don't want to give up, but it's kind of clear that my age is now a disqualifier in many areas. i'd cry if it wasn't for all the bloody medication i take.

dubkitty wrote:i feel absolutely miserable. can't find anything i feel like eating, and i've had a headache most of the last 2 days. and then there's Christmas. i used to really enjoy shopping for my ex, but now i have nothing to celebrate. and years later, i still want to go home. but home isn't there any more. there's even a hitch to the three day weekend, which is that i have nothing to do other than practice and smoke dope. some folks would say "hey, what more do you need?" well, i need to be loved, and that's hard to come by when you're a 59-year-old with agoraphobia about the town i live in. I don't want to give up, but it's kind of clear that my age is now a disqualifier in many areas. i'd cry if it wasn't for all the bloody medication i take.

sorry you are struggling like this, Christmas can really suck sometimes.

Here if ya need to vent or talk

Hang in there dubs.
Christmas does indeed blow.

I thought I was doing fine, but the depression must have its hooks in deep.
I got told I was "off" by my coordinator yesterday, whatever the fuck that means (I have a feeling it was more to do with my criticism of our organisation's lack of actual organisation, though) and my wife says I've been withdrawn lately. I thought I was doing quite well.
Kind of at the point where I'm ready to tell the world, "look, here's the deal: I'm a miserable loser. I can be a real asshole or I can be a sweetheart. Pick which one you want to deal with and don't get up my arse about shit that's out of my control."
Am a curmudgeon. Fucks given = 0.

Edit: hearing Husker Du on the radio did make me feel a bit better for the three minutes or whatever that song goes for. Trying to work out if that's a good thing or a sign shit is much worse than I'm realising....