Yesterday...

Yesterday was eventful and meaningful. I felt like it was what my birthday should have been like. I met a new friend, i met a few old friends, got super smashed, hit on Andrea D'cruz, and i don't even know what she looks like. Its like Lou Reed's Perfect Day without dripping with irony.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...

Karma is the last thing on my mind, the retribution for being happy is something i will have to deal with later, but now I'm happy and high, a different kind of high. Something went right for once. Oh and i was wrong in the last post, Alcohol is not the first kind of high we experience, its sugar. The sweet high that doesn't turn bitter.

I think sugar is one of the few sweet things that don't turn bitter, though i think I'd have to consume a godly amount to actually confirm my hypothesis. I'm not bitter, I'm something else. I know. I don't believe in love anymore, I don't believe in you, I don't believe in Us, There is just me, a drunken me, brambling about the world, making stupid decisions, and paying back fully for each decision. I don't owe anybody anything. And neither do I intend to. I have two feet to stand on, two hands to make things with, one heart to give me pain, and one mind to break. So much to do, so little time.

Come on everybody,
To the Nth degree