you know how sometimes when you haven’t been drunk for a long time and you have about three beers and you are having a good time, you get the idea in your head that getting drunk would be a really fun fun thing to do?
guess what. that is a wrong idea.
the only benefit as far as i can see, to the dying feeling, both inside and outside, and the fact that all i could eat all day was goldfish crackers, was that i remember now why i stopped getting super hammered. i think also that the memory will hold me over until i get pregnant at least.
i think that gives me 15 years to get pregnant.