tonight, i stopped in at the toystore
ed with the puppet
s with a couple of girls. Why is it that kids come in pairs
: the one that desperate
ly wants all of your attention
, and the one you want
to give it to? Eventually i escaped, without hurt
ing anyone's feelings.
I stopped at the neighborhood packy
and picked up a couple of bottles of wine. Except when i got to the counter, my wallet
, i took off for the ATM
. When i got back, the friendly (Indian
?) guy told lies about me to the homeless
woman in line behind me (yeah, she goes to Smith
). I noticed tonight that he is one of those people
that calls everyone boss
On the way home, i saw Andy
; he'd been looking for me. Seems he'd moved out of the house
and was working with mental
patients now. He told me all about painting, because he REALLY wants to get together with me to work on it.
As of now, i am angry with my "boyfriend" and i've drunk one of the bottles of wine. (These could be related, i don't know
.) He's passed out with old Warner Brothers
cartoons blasting. Was it Emmylou Harris who said
It's all right, 'cause it's midnight, and i've got two more bottles of wine?
thus ends my first drunken node.