Just woke up, sober more or less, and re-read the self-indulgent bullshit I'd written in the depths of my booze binge, thinking wha? the fuck dude, come on, seriously weak. Harden up.

It's crazy how easy it is for everything to go sideways with alcohol, which really re-enforces it's position for me as a shit drug. Basically anything is better.

Now I'm a bit more together it's hard for me to understand or appreciate the mood I was in when I wrote the previous entry.