Date: 10.8.09
Time: 7:43 AM

hahahahahahahahahaha.

i can see them stars. movin'. in my head or in the sky, i have no idea, none at all.

i've got a good feelin' that im pre-tty out of it.

hah, all the better. i've always fancied myself much more ar..articulate, and...poetic, after downing a few drinks.
i'm gonna fight. against all those bastards who think they can just push me down, trod all over me, and get away with it, just like that. fer those kids of mine, i'll show 'em that their old man still got the fight left in him. i'll do 'em proud. yes, yes, they'll be pleased.

the heat, i can feel it. the familiar comfort of the drink. everything's hazy, but my purpose, that's clear. 0have left cookies for me