Sunday, 19 April 2015

headache ideals

and where have we left off in this line of work? or no job, as most people call it.

I am out of work yet I type with such grace it's almost unseemingly impressive
and there goes my egocentric, only person in the world rhetoric. I had a drink last night at a birthday party and then a cigarette and it felt good, my god. add some tea to that and it made for one hell of a night.
I was involved with the girl chat by the end of the night because I have just realized, at least in my eyes that most men don't get it or care about chitty chatty veronica from jughead right? right? like come on . It was emotional and real while the men talked about some random thing and we were right in the middle of a mental breakdown because someone thought about their husband with another woman. It's okay, I get it, especially when marriage is involved.

But she was overthinking it, like most women do. I offered my suggestions and it helped, i hope. And that was after her 4th glass of wine. Which reminds me, where is the  whiskey? like this place is dry for god sakes, no cigarette or spirits, no wonder I've been so depressed. Like really, just a couple drinks and i can write for daze. Spoiler alert, create a membership based newsletter. Like really? I just thought of that now, bastards!

I should have ordered the expensive whiskey but i chose not to, but i could have. That would have at been a farce.

And then I was grocery shopping around midnight and I find myself beside this beautiful honey baby girl and start talking to her about sex and my aunt gets in the way. It  as major go go time but ruined, AGAIN, by me not being on my own yet. It's pathetic really. I succumb to it and I grasp it and there's a book to read, and a presentation.

But if anyone needs to know entertainment law and copy write, I do have a lawyer's card that could be of some service.

I'll talk to you later.

Gg

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