I knew it

There is something very weird in the air today. Something that feels completely different and unknown, like that fucked-up creature that attacked Sookie on “True Blood” last week.

I woke up all weird. Felt totally out of sorts with my body. Not liking what I see in the mirror. That would be the Ben & Jerry’s showing it’s leering face.

Ironed my shirt twice and it’s still totally wrinkled. This is one of those days. So I did a couple of lines before I left for work.

Doing blow at work is rare. I’ve done it when I needed to power through a pile of projects, and I’ve done it when I was just bored. Today I did it to get over a particularly rough patch of self-loathing and out the door. It worked.

I brought more blow with me to work. I don’t know why. I did some in the bathroom about an hour ago. More than anything, it makes the time just kind of melt away.

Then I read xTx and see that this madness is indeed going around today. Fuck.

I’m sort of stressing about Saturday. I hate these social holidays when there’s no one to spend them with. And this year, there’s no one. The one person I might’ve been able to hook up with has to work. What’s worse, I have a couple of fun things to do. I just won’t do them alone.

I’ve opted against the WET pool party, for a few reasons. There’s a pretty sweet celebrity party that I could go to, but I would feel like an ass going alone. Fuckfuckfuck.

(UPDATE/Photo credit: This picture was quite brazenly hijacked from the site "I Shoot Porn." Thankfully, dude didn't get too harsh with me for it. So thanks for that. Anyway, the site is fucking awesome and should be viewed early and often).