Finally. A breath of fresh air. The house is silent. The floors are somewhat clean. I lights are dim and i'm sober. After two weeks straight of people staying at my apartment. Everyone is gone. The moment Real Life Time Machines left this morning I felt strange. All my room-mates were gone and it was just me again. I guess the last month I've been trying to keep myself busy. Trying not to think about how everything fell apart. Im putting it all back together again and it feels so good. Having people around me the last few weeks have been great. Seeing ALOT of old faces. Sharing my bed with 4+ people, drinking alot of dollar tall cans and cheap whiskey, Mystery people puking in my bathtub (NOT COOL!), my floor being crowded with people it prevented me from walking around, breakfast at life cafe, vintage VW vans that run on vegtable oil, going to silly shows and dancing around, almost but not really getting lost driving in the city, bong rip jokes, made-up bands that are going to rule the world. I've laughed the most i've laughed in a long time. It felt good. Now my stomache aches with laughter and my brian hurts from being too drunk for too long. But it's been good. Thanks.
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