ignorance is bliss
June 15, 2007
I don’t know what the hell is going on inside my head. I had another zombie dream last night. This time, I was trapped inside a house…sort of like those people in Night of the Living Dead, and they just kept coming, one after the other…and after awhile, I just couldn’t fight them anymore because there were so many.
Is this symbolic or am I just crazy? It’s not like I sit around and think about zombies coming to get me when I am conscious.
I’ve been having some major relapses with my depression. Landed me in the hospital. No, I'm not discussing it.
I’ve been feeling a little better the past few days…emphasis on “a little."
Blue-Eyed Boy informed me that he’s been seeing some girl in Cleveland or something. Well, good for him. Time for me to quit fawning, I suppose.
Since I was so down in the dumps, Linda and I went out to Buffalo Wild Wings and Orioles. The night’s activities centered around two very evil birds…Wild Turkey and Grey Goose.
Never again.
Thank god we had people willing to drive our drunk asses home, because we never would have made it on our own. There was much screaming and vomiting and passing out on the front lawn of Linda’s house. A night to remember. Or maybe just a night to forget. I’m still not sure yet.
But I will say this— I felt a hell of a lot better in the morning. Linda had a major hangover, but not me. My head was clear, and I felt great. I guess I just needed to get plastered. How sad that it came down to this.
I missed many days of work, and now I am flat broke.
I’d love to go out and do something this weekend, but everyone I know will be working, and besides that…I have no money. Not that I am incapable of finding something to do that does not involve money…it just helps.
Might go to the park tomorrow and write a little.
