I was stupid yesterday. I drank four silos of Natty Daddy swill. I made a decent enough dinner, but it was a mess cleaning up. Pork chops and scalloped potatoes. I am listening to a sermon now about how drinking alcohol makes you stupid. I was so stupid last night I listened to Info Wars all night. Thankfully I am not hung over this morning.
I went to sleep last night at seven and woke up this morning at five. My Dad probably thinks I am an idiot. I have better things to do than get drunk. It was a beautiful day yesterday and I totally wasted my time watching old TV shows and playing buggy computer games. How stupid can a guy be to waste one of the last warm days sitting alone in a room swilling piss water beer?
It’s still dark as night outside now, but I am running my happy light to try to get some light therapy. I should be more concerned with my health than to drink myself stupid every day. It doesn’t help that I have no friends aside from my father. I should try to make friends here with other bloggers. It’s hard when I know I can forget all my problems for two or three dollars, but that doesn’t really solve the problem. Perhaps today I will write some poetry. Perhaps today I will find sobriety and some happiness instead of all the pain.